Yesterday was our longest day of travel. I started driving at 7am, and didn’t pull into the campground until about 4pm. 365 miles. The Wind Gods of the Prairie were kind to us and gave us a 25 mph tailwind… if you traveled due west, otherwise more cross winds. The terrain is changing a bit. The endless fields of waving, green grass is showing more sage brush and small hills. And the buildings seem to be getting older and more decrepit.
I’m leery of this campground because I’m greeted with “Be careful, this is snake country” and have been reminded of it at least 3 times today. No one has seen a snake yet. And of course, they are talking about rattlesnakes.
In case you’re wondering about Lewis and Clark… remember they wintered back near Bismark, ND in 1804. They left in the spring and continued up the Missouri River and passed by this area in May 1805.
Today was an optional day. So most of us went into Havre, Montana. First on the agenda was the Buffalo Jump. “A Buffalo Jump was a place where animals were driven over a cliff and killed by the fall or the wounded killed after the fall.” –from their website.
We went through several archeological sites showing layers of buffalo bones and sites where they processed the buffalo.
They would cut the buffalo into smaller pieces and take it to off to the west side where the women would process them. They would either dry it, or boil it or slow roast it. The bones in this area were smaller, broken down.
It all sounds so gruesome as I’m writing the details, but at the time I was there, I was only fascinated by the archeology was going on at this place.
Next we went to Havre Beneath the Streets. A town was built here as the mid-way point of the train between Chicago and Seattle.
However, in the early 1900’s a fire came through and burned a 4 square block section of the downtown to the ground, but not underground. So the businesses went to the basements to continue their businesses until they could rebuild.
So this is the view from my RV where I sit in this Montana campground, still looking for snakes, and listening to the trains go by hourly.