The day after hiking to the glacier, my legs were sore and I wanted to take it easy. So I cruised around for a little while, and got some surprises.
The day started foggy again.
I thought it was strange to see dogs roaming around in the streets. I took a couple of images, including that weird flare-y one, then I realized I was on the Blackfoot reservation and I stopped taking pictures because frankly, the conditions were just too depressing.
So I took a turn down a dirt road going nowhere in particular. That's when I noticed the livestock also roams the roads.
It's worth mentioning, at this point, that these were cows and ran off pretty quickly. It was then I had a quick mental movie of myself being chased down the road in the Subaru by a great big bull, while the theme from the Benny Hill show played.
The weather is getting better again.
This is real plains country.
The mountains are still there, though.
This was a perfect example to me of how wonderful the people in Montana are. I put on the spare and drove back to the mini town of Dupuyer and found that the pay phone was out of order. The lovely lady at the Dupuyer Grocery Store let me use her phone to call Hertz, and even looked up the number and called a tire place in Valier for me. That taken care of, I headed on to Kalispell for the night.