You know you're in cowboy country when tumbleweed tumbles by. Montana has a diverse landscape -- from the Rocky Mountains including Glacier National Park to the prairies of the Great Plains. In between is the desert-like conditions, and Highway 310 is pretty amazing. About 20 miles separate the nearest towns, so if your car breaks down, you're pretty much screwed. And there's no state patrol vehicles, which means you can go as fast as you like beyond the 70 mile per hour speed limit.
Along the highways and streets of towns, Montana has an advertisement campaign against the use of meth, or methamphetamine. Slogans include "Meth Sucks" and "Meth Kills", and these remind me of New York City's campaign in the 1980s against crack use.
And there are plenty of casinos, at gas stations, convenience stores, bars and restaurants. Las Vegas, Atlantic City, American Indian reservations and riverboats don't have a monopoly on betting.
Montana's nickname is Big Sky, but Windy State should be added because there's a lot of crosswinds on the highways, and you can feel the force of the wind push the car sideways.
Today's drive time from St. Mary, the eastern side of Glacier, to Powell, Wyoming was 10 hours with 450 miles covered.
Tomorrow, heading toward Cody, that scenic pass into the eastern gate of Yellowstone, and then southward to Grand Teton National Park.
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