OK I know its not quite in Montana, but the rest of North Dakota was so boring to drive through that this small slice of the western edge should just be given to Montana. I entered Theodor Roosevelt National park in a driving rain/snow storm. The 38 mile loop road is worth the drive, especially when there is not a single other person in the park. I did not see one other car or person between entering the gate and exiting. Thirty-five degrees and raining does not make for the best park experience for many, but for me it was fine.
This mule deer was standing near the road. You can see how crappy the weather was by it water soaked coat.
The driving rain was also causing the park to erode before my eyes. There were rivers of mud flowing across many of the roads, and my attempt at a short walk was ended quickly by ankle deep mud that was next to impossible to stand up in.
The Montana winters are tough.
Natural predators the Montana way. The main reason I have not eaten beef in 15 years.
I spent the night in Lewistown, and woke up to perfect weather the next morning.
Over the last couple of years one of my new favorite things to do on road trips is to stop at random small wildlife refuges along the way. At this one we were treated to several interesting birds.
|A female/juvenile red winged blackbird?|
Prior to this photo I had never seen one up close and it took me a couple of seconds to figure out that it was a pronghorn antelope and not a deer. I was really struck by the tone of these animals and how stocky and muscular they are. From a distance they have always looked so sleek and thin.
|Juvenile golden eagle|