Day 2
The next morning gathering
our camping gear we head out for a hardy nutritious breakfast of eggs, bacon
and pancakes, the all American breakfast of champions.
On the road again heading
towards Idaho State, let me tell you, I’ve never seen such beautiful scenery.
It's a two way lane surrounded by mountains, and tall luscious green trees,
while the Clear Water River crosses right under us. We stop several times to
stretch our legs and drink in the view.
90 more miles of winding
road to reach Montana and the rain starts to hammer from above. Snacking and munching
all the way, Hani and I come up with a game to keep us entertained. I come up
with a story, were mine ends he picks up to continue and on and on. Until the
poor woman in the story finds herself naked, abandoned and hallucinating on
cookies in the woods...
It's 12:30am and we're
finally in Montana, we make our final coffee stop and it's time for me to take
over the wheel. Hani starts getting comfortable and secure that I’d wake him up
when we reach the house in Bozeman, which only takes 30 miles.
That’s how
secure my brother was to leave the last 30 miles for me, which is about 30
minutes depending how fast you drive.
I start jamming with the
radio to keep myself awake and I pass Bozeman by oh let’s just say by only 60
miles - SHIYZA... AAH Hani I think we're lost. Yep I was so into
singing to Sting that I didn't realize until I saw a sign welcoming me to
Yellowstone.
Well no problem we just need to find a gas station, as the
half tank of gas that was supposedly good enough to Bozeman is now on empty and
no gas station in sight. We finally find one and my brother pushes me to the
passenger side to take over. Well at least he got an hour’s sleep!
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