Thursday, August 12, 2010

Entering into the Great Plains

After two nights among the gorgeous and stunning mountain scenery in Glacier National Park, we departed in the morning to begin our journey south toward Great Falls, Montana and Malstrom Air Force Base, where we planned to stay at the Gateway FamCamp. Immediately on leaving Glacier National Park, we entered into the Blackfeet Indian Reservation, which consists of gently rolling hills covered with lush, green grass. Some roadside signs warned us of free-range cattle and sure enough, we came across some small groups of cows standing near the edge of the road, as well as a few horses.

With Consuelo driving and Sydney snoozing with her chin propped on the dash (again), I felt comfortable to lean back and enjoy the beautiful scenery as it rolled by.

After miles and miles of fertile green pastures, I noticed the landscape was gradually changing and I soon realized we were seeing the unmistakable amber color of wheat fields.

It dawned on me that we were now on the far north-western edge of the Great Plains, which was home to thousands of buffalo until they were hunted to near extinction during the 1800s.

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