THATS ALL RIGHT

At the Center of the Western World

We're on the road, traveling the number 2 straight across the country 50 miles south of Canada. The roads are straight and the trucks we see are dirty. In Eastern Montana the single finger flip wave is a popular way to greet neighbors.

The land is dotted with interesting conglomerations built over time out of machinery for another time and smaller world. The towns are leaning like abandoned barns, but they are still strong. The signs tell us to watch for game crossings.

We stay in lodges, consort with the locals in places like Stacey's Country Kitchen and drink black coffee from grizzled rancher/oil driller types. At night the trains freighted with a miles of unknowns rumble by. I love it.