The right windy day!
Trip Start May 06, 2012
41Trip End Jun 26, 2012
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The roads here are straight and long and there is little but open prairie land to see. They don't call the state of Montana, Big Sky country for no reason, because you have the entire horizon on all 360 degrees open in front of you, it is quite something to behold and though it is beautiful it also has a bleakness to it. It feels a bit like being in the middle of the ocean with nothing to see but sky and grass
I arrived in Glasgow about 3.5 hours later having averaged over 20mph. And if I had had time I would have continued on to Wolf Point about another 50m ahead but by this time it was near 3 and I didn't want to arrive too late into town and find there were no rooms at their inns. The next day I wished I had though.
On entering Glasgow there were 2 fascinating sights to behold, which you can see from the pictures. On the edge of town there was a sculpter who displayed his majestic and massive works on the hills outside of his home. As you can see they were all dinosaurs. The fascination is due to this area of Montana being famous for finding significant numbers and large dinosaur skeletons. However, his 30ft works of art were quite something to see as I entered town, especially the one where he has positioned a goat in the way of what looks like a T-Rex, which is about, but clearly will never, pounce. It crossed my mind to pop in and see how much they were because we have been looking for something for the top roof terrace in London, and I am sure that would catch the eye! Though realised I would, rightly, get it in the eye from Kaye, so thought better of it
In town there was a museum which was from titled from Dinosaur Bones to the MoonWalk. Unfortunately, it was closed so I was unable to gather why there was a link with this small town in Montana with the moon walk. However, it reminded me that most towns that I have passed have a museum. It is a very strange experience to pass through a town that is no more than a century old and that has less than 100 residents and yet see a Museum in that town. I find it hard to understand what sort of history they would have in such a short space of time and with so few people there to have any history about or worth knowing. It all seems rather vain and sad, especially given that they always seem closed and uncared for. However, having a fighter jet propped outside of your museum is clearly a different story and I was only sad that the only one I had wanted to visit was closed. Rather amusingly the building next door had a large collection of old farm machinery, as you can see below, that looked like it should have been part of the museum collection, but which wasn't.
Though the motel was grim and small and brown - I do not understand why 90% of all the motel and hotel rooms are decorated in poo brown? It is a dull, glum colour but yet virtually everywhere I go this is the constant and recurring choice. Fortunately, my dislike of my motel room was offset by a wonderful meal at a steak and pasta restaurant, where they actually cooked the pasta sauces themselves rather than poured them from a bottle or mixed them from a sachet. My meal was only ruined by the waitress who thought it would be a great idea to order and then bring my starter and main course out together! Fortunately I was hungry enough to wolf them down in no time.
Then it was time for bed and I must have slept well because I was a little superhuman the next day.