On this day, a year ago, I drove from East Glacier Park Village to St Mary in Montana on one of the most tortuous roads. It was 6 AM and still pitch dark when we left our hotel. Driving distance was only 30 miles, but it wasn’t until almost 7 AM that we reached a hill near St Mary. The town was invisible, shrouded by clouds, but the sunrise was stunningly colorful.
Montana is a big state, and you can really feel it when your try to drive from one corner of it to another. A year ago today, I drove for almost two days from South Dakota to reach Glacier National Park near the border with Canada.
On the way there were miles and miles of ranches, fields, or just open country. To prepare for the winter, ranchers and farmers had harvested hay and piled it as cylindrical or rectangular bales. Their cattle, horses, and sheep would feed on those bales throughout the winter. Never having seen so many hay bales, I had to stop several times to take the following pictures.