We did more than attend the Testicle Festival, but it didn’t all fit in one blog.
We ended up camping in the Turah RV park, in Turah, MT. We figured it might be safer for the bus than camping in the middle of a party. We are the one in the middle, behind the tree. There were a couple old vintage motorhome here. An old GMC.
And an old Dodge. Friday is was cold and rainy. John made yummy blue berry pancakes.
I went biking on a back road and saw lots of tansies blooming. A Montana ranch gate.
Tansy, knapweed, campion, horse grass, thistle, a white flowering vine, aster and a coneflower.
The Clarks Fork river, a Montana ranch.
Horses on the ranch. A big herd of bighorn sheep.
We had dinner at the Stage Stop on a back road. A nice western log cabin restaurant.
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