July 7, 2016 - There is Something about Sagebrush

Boulder Creek - Big Timber, MT

Spring Creek RV Park

One of the multitudes of extra purchases we made to outfit our RV adventure was a Good Sam Club membership. As a non-RVer we always shunned and by-passed RV parks shaking our heads at how could those people possibly enjoy “camping” on top of each other like that? Well the old adage “never say never” kicks in here because we just bought a 4” thick Good Sam Club bible to the best RV parks in North America, and what’s more is that we’ve used it twice already!

Tonight we found the Spring Creek RV Park and Trout Farm in Big Timber, MT. It is a friendly family run place where Ma checks you in and Pa personally escorts you to your site in his golf cart. Boulder Creek flows close enough to provide that calming babbling brook sound. Lots of trees provided shade and there were huge trout in the ponds.

Theodore Roosevelt National Park

On our drive today we visited our first National Park – Theodore Roosevelt. We found a pullout on a wind-swept bluff where the wind swept us back into Scoop to eat our lunch and enjoy the vista. In the foreground was the first sagebrush we’d seen since leaving Nevada last year. 35 years of marriage made Denis and I say almost simultaneously, “We are back west.” Sagebrush isn’t really much of an awe-inspiring plant, until you smell it in a desert rainstorm, but it is comforting to us. It represents our west home, Nevada. With all of our moves several places feel like home…Nevada in the West, Minnesota in the Midwest and Hong Kong in Asia. There are other places where we’ve spent less time, but are also find comforting to return to like Milwaukee, Humboldt and Coeur d’ Alene. I spent the first 17 years of my life in Los Angeles, but I don’t get that homey feel there which shows to go ya, it isn’t all about the length of time you spend somewhere, it’s the unexplainable connection developed.