Our short cut through the back country was anything but mundane. First we smelled the pungent odor of sulphur so we pull over to the side of the road next to a creek and get out. BAM, women in bikini's. Snow on the sides of the road and women in bikini's, a hot springs. I never seen anything like it. I love this country.
On we travel, we take a short cut off the short cut and find ourselves at a dead end in a town named Marble, population 85. Named after the marble quarry, everything was marble except their homes. Picture an entire town, population 85, living in shanty's with life size statutes of David on their front lawn's. Go figure!
Next was a town with sculptures, dancing elephants, and a quarter mile long abandoned line of kilns built into a mountainside. For what purpose, you tell me. This was followed by two foot of snow at 70 degrees.
We topped off our trip by breaking into a government installation of protected wildlife. Buffalo, mule deer, coyote, and thousands of cute little prairie dogs among other species all roam free in this 30,000 acre preserve. So, feeling we had fulfilled our destiny, we had lunch.
Cramdon suffle.
Next three are roadside.
Population 85
Life saver anyone?
Just doesn't go with the neighborhood.
I just don't know.
70 degree's
You looking at me ?
Where is Whyly?
Here I am !
Majestic
This preserve had everything, Big Blue.
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