Today...for the very first time in my 59 year existance...I entered the State of Montana. The first few miles looked very much like northern Wyoming (fancy that) but then things began to change. The vistas became even bigger, and the mountains on the horizon slowly grew until they pierced the clouds and dominated the view. What a spectacle for someone who's home is on a coastal plain that is flatter than a pancake. As we drove up the valley along side the Yellowstone River every bend produced another jaw dropping vista. All the scenery really helped the 10 hour drive go by, but I am exhausted after 3 days of driving. I sure am glad I had help from a young couple on their way to Glacier NP for their summer jobs.... Thanks Carly and Mitch, you were great company and friends. Tonight I am parked in Bozeman, and then tomorrow I point the truck to West Yellowstone...my final destination before reporting for work on Monday. Stay tuned for my next installment...after I get settled in my dorm at Yellowstone.