Today we made it back to the good ol’ USA. It’s good to be home too. Back to the land of high speed limits. The ride from Whitecourt down to the U.S. border isn’t very interesting either. It’s mainly “plains” type land without much to see along the way. Plus the traffic is quite a bit higher when you get this far south. You see more cars, more police cars, and more speed traps.
Since we had been on the road for quite a while by the time we got across the border, we decided to stop in Shelby, Montana. I stopped here last year on the way to Alaska so I knew where the cheap rooms were. We stayed in the Glacier Motel (probably named that because the city is close to the Glacier National Park; a popular tourist spot. Not the motel though, just the park.
The motel wasn’t anything at all to write home about. It was cheap and that was what was important.
The motel is on the south side of the highway going into Shelby. On the north side of the highway directly across from the motel, was just a lot of train tracks. Almost like a very large train switching area. There must have been at least six sets of tracks over there. If the tracks hadn’t been there, the scenery would have been really nice. Who likes to look at a bunch of dirty boxcars on a bunch of sidings though?
We went down to the casino (it seems like every little burg even close to the interstate has at least one casino) and had supper. I was to0 tired to work on the blog then so I went to bed.
Tomorrow we head towards South Dakota and closer to home.
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