Sam And Saundra's Year Long Adventure - Part 107

Sam and Saundra’s Year Long Adventure – Part 107

Mid-West

5/30/09 – Georgetown Lake, Montana

It is time to go.  We say so long to Don and Carolyn.  They were so gracious once again. They showered us with kindnesses by giving us rides to/from the air port, giving us a very comfortable place to stay, feeding us, and providing us with entertainment on top of it all.  We look forward to spending more time with them and with Kim, David, Katie and Abby, in the future. 

Montana Art?

So, here we go again.  We have no more family on our route to Alaska and what we do and when we do it is up in the air.  No plans. Different.

The Sign To Opportunity Was Bigger Than Wisdom's

We are going to listen to those two ladies at Lake Elmo and go to Georgetown Lake.  We follow the road signs, watching snowcapped mountains every chance we get.  The Yellowstone River keeps us company as we travel new roads. We pass Bear Canyon Road (I mention this only because Sam is NUTS about bears), Belgrade and Amsterdam.  We thought about checking out the Missouri Headwaters State Park, but didn’t.  We go through Boulder … Montana, did not inhale at the Tobacco Root Mountains and glanced at an old tractor that was left for art on the top of a hill.  We gazed at Whitehall and boggled our eyes at mountains made of boulders.  In other words, we go through Bozeman, then Butte, on highway 90. We take the Scenic Loop Montana Highway 1, through Anaconda. Sure enough, the good scenery gets better.  After Anaconda comes Opportunity, then Wisdom.  Wish I knew this area when I was younger. Very carefully we pass a mountain of coal dust.

Don't Sneeze!

We look for, and Sam takes the turn to go around the lake, since the women said we would be rewarded by going to the more remote park (Piney Campground).  We find it.  There is actually a camp host on site.  The weather is coolish, but acceptable.  We are able to get a site right on the beautiful lake, with a space already set up for the fold-a-boat.  We set up camp and rest.  Ready for a new day of adventure and always hopeful fishing. I believe the ladies were right – we were rewarded.

Georgetown Lake