Yes, I’ve taken a long time to do this post…
We left Great Falls on the morning of March 8th heading eastward to Rapid City, South Dakota. Boy, that was a maze getting out of there! We decided to take a shorter route that took us off the main Interstate, Highway 15. This showed us rural Montana taking us through winding hills and small towns. In fact, one of the small towns we stopped in for a rest was called Ryegate. The funny thing about this little town was the sign they had at the local bar, or saloon as they probably call it. Here is a picture of the sign:
For those of you that can’t read it, the sign says “25th Annual – Testicle Festival – Sat June 13 – ‘Nuttin But Fun'”. Funny to me at least. This is obviously from 2009 as 2010 doesn’t have a Saturday June 13, yet I’m sure it’ll happen this year too, so you can still go!
After leaving Ryegate we returned to the Interstate and made our way through Billings, Montana and settling in Sheridan, Wyoming for the night. We had a fantastic pizza that night from an establishment that’s been there for 38 years called Ole’s Pizza & Spaghetti House. If you’re in Sheridan ever, check it out, its on the main drag and sells spaghetti and pizza.
Day 6 began by leaving Sheridan, heading for Rapid City, South Dakota. We went through the town of Sturgis, South Dakota which is renown for their annual motorcycle rally. We stopped at a rest area along the way and as we were entering the area on the ramp there was a sign that caught us off guard and for that we unfortunately don’t have a picture of it. The sign said “No Hunting”. This ultimately begs only one question, what kind of person hunts at a rest area? Once making it to Rapid City, we figured we could make it to Sioux Falls for the night. However, what we didn’t know was that we’d be driving into a blizzard. The weather got pretty bad and visibility was low. As we approached the town of Murdo, South Dakota we decided we better find a place to stay for the night and wait the weather out. Our venue of choice was a Days Inn parking lot.
The snow stopped overnight and we left Murdo in the morning. The weather was not completely optimal, having to drive through some fog while we made our way to Sioux Falls. We cut south down to I-80 which took us to our end destination for the day in West Des Moines, Iowa. A pretty good day driving-wise.
Day 8 saw us traveling through 4 states, leaving Des Moines, Iowa in the morning, crossing into Illinois at Davenport, driving south around Chicago and into Indiana, finally stopping in Kalamazoo, Michigan for our final night on the road. The rain became quite heavy around Chicago and increased its intesity as we approached Kalamazoo. Just outside Chicago there was a billboard along the highway for the gentleman’s club Club390, which read “All the liquor. None of the clothes.”. Only in America!
The final day of our 39 day adventure began with our approach to the border at Port Huron/Sarnia. On our way to the border we passed through the lovely and bustling metropolis known as Flint, Michigan… ya, right! The border crossing went just fine with minimal questions. After we crossed, we drove to Wardsville, Ontario which is just outside London, for a short visit with old friend Frank Csenki. Here we dropped off our navigator Mike Murphy. So with a man down, it was left to Dad and I to get this rig back to Toronto. As we got closer to Toronto the rain started, and boy did it pour! Fortunately, the rain broke as we got into Scarborough, allowing us to unload without getting soaked.
Oh ya, my bed felt absolutely amazing!