In an attempt to beat the heat, we packed up the Supervan early in the morning and said so-long to
. Devils Tower, Wyoming
My dad said today's destination was Billings, Montana. These drives are tough sometimes as I never know if the ride is going to be a short one or a long one. After a couple of hours of riding shotgun in the Supervan, I was getting a little restless. I stared at my dad as he drove and I gave him my best "I-gotta-use-the-john" pout. My dad nodded his head and said we could pull over at a rest stop.
|Read my lips... I gotta use the john...|
After taking care of business, I struck a pose (showing my good side) wearing my new bandana for the day; I call it my Montana bandana... hah! It's got a western theme with cowboys riding on horses.
Everything was situation normal-- until I thought I smelled a critter lurking in the open field.
|Ain't I a good sniffer-outter?|
All avenues turned up empty. Dang.
Here is a self-portrait of me with my mom. She held the camera and I said cheese …
|Ain't I photogenic little devil?|
After our rest, we got back into our Supervan and crossed the
state border… Montana
We passed the Little Bighorn Battlefield--
When I saw Custer, I politely asked him and his crew to pose for a quick photo:
|Ha ha... just kiddin'|
Then we passed by the latest technology in teepees before they went out of style … this was a teepee with air conditioning…
We saw more rolled up hay-bale carpets along the way (I’m still trying to figure out how they do that):
We finally arrived at our destination for the day-- the KOA Kampgrounds in
We ate dinner at “Pistol Pete’s Bar-B-Q” inside the campground… Hey, it wasn't a 4-star restaurant, but when you're hungry and you don't want to drive anywhere, it's just fine. Billings, Montana.
I wasn’t allowed in the eating area, so I had to wait patiently while tied to a nearby fence. I was so jealous…
|Gee wiz... I want some...|
But I got a piece of bread with my doggy food, so I had a full belly…
Here is a photo of our campsite--
My dad reserved a “premium” campsite for us, which included an umbrella table and a swing. My mom invited me up on the swing with her (haha). The swinging motion was making me even more sleepy and I soon fell asleep on my mom’s lap...
|I always wanted to be a lap-dog...|