Southbound

After leaving Grid Road 640, we set up camp at the Wynyard city campground... in the rain.  The campground was mucky and muddy after a weekend rally, so we found the driest spot we could.  It was beginning to seem like we would never drive out of this front... or get out of rain gear.  Mud was literally dripping off the muffler and running boards.

We crawled inside the camper for dinner and decided to leave the next morning.  Our plans were to enter the States in Montana, then head towards Theodore Roosevelt National Park.  Within minutes of making the decision, the pitter patter of rain stopped.

We stepped outside as the remaining clouds dissipated.  The sun came out, and we witnessed a glorious sunset.

The next morning, as we drove out of town, we spied a thousands of snow geese circling.  Sometimes God's generosity overwhelms me.  These birds were circling to land and glean a farmer's field right off the highway.  Of course, we stopped for photos!

We stopped in Regina for a car wash and gasoline, spending the last of our Canadian dollars during the fill up.  The border crossing was easy as pie.

It always surprises me how wonderful it is to have speed limit signs in miles again rather than kilometers.  We're back in the good ole' U.S. of A.  Life is GOOD!