HLWT Day 10 – 1,300 Miles and Over Twenty Hours to Home

And so it was upon us – the final day of the trip. Except, at this point in the morning, we didn’t think it was actually the last day.

See, we had 1,300 or so miles to go and that’s just a bit too far for one day, right? Especially a day that starts with a double rainbow. Actually, it seemed to be a triple rainbow, the third being right up against the inner one. You can’t really see it here.

So we got on our way, traveling the interstate to the exit for Devil’s Tower. We knew that we didn’t have a lot of time to spare, but how can you not stop here? There was no way we could hike it or even enter the park. We grabbed a few shots and vowed to return someday.

Mostly, we drive two lanes and back roads, but sometimes the interstate gives you something interesting to look at (not often). As we passed over a town, we saw this in a parking lot. What is it? We have no idea.

Stopping for gas, we saw this. The natives get a real bad rap for a lot of things – maybe they shouldn’t. This one about a mile away from Little Bighorn. Unfortunately, I didn’t know this when we stopped to fill up. I would have explored a little. Such a shame.

The ride was mind numbing. We stopped in some Montana town for sandwiches. I think it was in Billings. Anyway, there’s a co-op there and they make some pretty delightful tofu wraps. Thanks! Oh! And apparently, there’s a muffler man there. Maybe this was taken somewhere else. I honestly have no recollection of seeing him. Smartz took this shot. I was driving.

The interstate also allows you to become “friends” with your “neighbors.” Some folks will pass you, or you will pass some folks, several times throughout the day. You or they will stop for gas and eventually your paths will cross again and again. This happened with the Hells Angels. Three times. We also passed a huge RV at least four times. Maybe we were lapping him.

Since we needed to make Spokane by dark, we kept our pace up. However, when a sign along the highway reads “Prairie Dog Village State Park” you stop. It’s the law or something.

After a few friendly “hellos” to our cute new friends, it was time to get back on the road. Since I was doing a lot of the driving, it was Smartz’s job to take the train pictures. I didn’t even have to tell her “hey Smartz! take a picture!” She just knows.

Good job, Smartzie!

We apparently passed bubbly rocks along the way. I don’t really remember, but the photographic evidence suggests we did.

How bored did we get? This bored.

And they passed us again.

Very, very bored. But it was around this time that we decided to keep going. See, it went like this. I wanted to make Spokane by dark. It would mean a short-ish five hour drive the next day. Smartz wanted to stop before Spokane because, as she put it, “once I get to Spokane, I’ll just want to keep on going.” I assured her that we would both be too whipped out that we wouldn’t want to. I was wrong. When we got to Spokane, the town literally inspired us to get the hell out and drive to Seattle.

And we did. As we passed the 1000 mile mark, our friends cheered us on! “Come on, dear hearts! You can do it!” said they.

Along the way, things got really really dark and really wacky. You’ve got to understand, we’re usually in bed by 9 or 10 at night. We wake up early for work (the only screen printers in existence that like to be at work before 5am). So being up until 1am driving was a fairly ugly experience.

But finally, we made it. We drove for 20.5 hours and put 1,277.4 miles between us and Rapid City, South Dakota. I do not suggest that anyone try this. 20.5 hours of interstate is too too TOO much. Just stick to the two lanes and back roads and you’ll be fine.

Thanks a ton for following us through our ten days of fun. We’ll post little tidbits here and there about this and other trips, so check back every now and again.

If you’d like to see more shots from this very long day, check out our Facebook gallery here!


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