Year 4, Day 7

Day 7...we are starting to wear down. The 500 miles of wheat fields and cows has stopped being absolutely beautiful and the miles and miles of straight roads has hypnotized me one too many times. But, we did it. We made it. We saw it....whatever there was to see. We started by determining that driving farther east was not the best plan. Thunderstorms and me do not get along well. So we headed southwest...Ive decided that the west is best for me. After multiple miles of wheat we found the "wheat montana bakery". Wow. The grind it and make it all right there. The best cinnamon rolls ever! So good we decided to get sandwiches and take those too. One man buying a bucket of ground something that we later determine was cereal. Becca was sure it was for his horses...but nope it was for him. Wonder how long that lasts? Back on the road again amongst the golden wheat fields we headed toward earthquake lake. What a scary place. Basically in 1959 there was a 7.5 earthquake in the river valley. A mountain collapsed and in 20 seconds stopped the flow of the river and burried the area under 400 feet of soil / rock. 23 people were buried alive and a lake was formed. The cabins and campsites were instantly gone and the lake began filling at a rate of 9 feet per hour. The mountain appears to still be falling...we stayed enough to take a picture and get the heck out of there. Spooky! The death clouds as I call them starting seaking us out at that point. I forced my way around one cell while lightning flashed and the sky grew black. Just in time we exited the freeway and made it to the potato museum with 20 mintues until close. Figuring this would not be a giant stop, we covered it in 15 and found a hotel before the next death cloud was over top of us. An early night hidden away from the weather although what is out our window is a bit scary. A long drive tomorrow back to moms in Sparks. Its been a good year this year. Lots of beautiful countryside and lots of fun in the car. What will next year bring..not sure yet, but we cant wait to get there. For another year - Traveling Mama