This day started off so well. Our Hero got to ride on…mostly…frontage roads. But don’t be fooled by that word. He found out that not all frontage roads are paved. Here he is taking off for the day. Jay remembered to grab a picture for me:

One thing Art found interesting was the different rock formations he passed along the way. This was mostly white:

And these that look different with more red in them. Plus, this type of path isn’t bad with the grass and a slightly…slightly smoother dirt area:

He saw many beautiful sights:

And when he rode through Frenchtown, MT, he saw the Frenchtown Pond:

Art rode sixty-seven miles this day! Yes, he did! So once again, I want to ask you a favor:
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Guess what appears again? The Clark Fork River:

No matter the miles, Art keeps his smile on. The road is paved, the area is gorgeous, and the river is running through it all:

Sometimes a path goes bad because a bike rider (Art) takes a wrong turn (Ahem). But don’t tell him I told you:

Next came the approach to a lovely bridge:

A bridge of Love Locks. Look at all those locks from Lovers!:

When he landed in Missoula, MT, he stopped at the Montana Museum first:

There was a little dragon statue outside, seen above in white, and a close-up here:

On the back, the dragon carries books:

That’s The Little Prince on top. And now, there’s Art on top:

Maybe he’s so tired, he wants to fly the rest of the way. I’m feeling sorry for the little dragon!
The prettiest RV park we stayed in was St. Regis. We only stayed one night, but I would love to return. Here are some pictures I took, and then we’ll move on to where we are now. First, Campground St. Regis. They had these beautiful wood carvings all over the park:

A raccoon, bear, eagles. These two eagles were at the same small RV site. It was so gorgeous there:

Look at that cute bear foot sticking out:

This little racoon:

This painted bald eagle:

These two cute little bears on a pole:

Can you tell I’m a bit enamored with them? So cute and such talent to be able to carve them. There was some beautiful vegetation, too. :

I think the berries above and below are poisonous. They are pretty.

One of the eagle heads is showing at the bottom of the photo above. And this really cool spiderweb in the bush beside our RV:

I wish I had a good camera, but I took a couple of close-ups, too:


If you have the chance to stay in this gorgeous place, Campground St. Regis, you’ll love it!
We moved on and headed to Turah RV Park, another beautiful location, outside Missoula, MT on Turah Road.
A few words about this beautiful new RV park we landed in. We got lucky, they don’t usually take RVs as long as ours. They normally limit it to forty feet. We’re forty-two feet, and someone who was helping out let us in. And I’m glad they did. They have nice gazebos in several places:

The fence is around a combo playground and off leash dog park area. Our dogs loved hanging out there!

That’s little Violet’s backside walking away to sniff around.
Each location sports its own picnic table, plus this pretty tree with berries I’ve never seen before:

That tree provided some nice shade over the front of our RV. Not having as many trees allows our Starlink to work better.

There are plenty of trees around the park, though. And on this day, some stormy skies. We got a bit of rain last night:

I can’t express how much I enjoy this traveling life. Seeing places I’ve never been, like Montana, and doing things in each state to build memories with my Love. And if you look back on my earlier posts, you can see why this RV feels like home to us. I put up decor from our home in a couple of spots and created some things to fill our Hummingbird Express with personality. Jay said I could go girly and pink, and I did exactly that!
Next Up: Day 20: Ghost Towns, Awful Paths, And a Lot is Happening…

SIXTY-SEVEN MILES?!!!!! The man’s a beast! Or a gazel
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