'On the road again...'

              Is there something written that says a trip that starts badly ends well?? I certainly hope so.  This morning about three blocks from home I heard a horn honking and honking.  Looking in my rearview mirror I saw a pickup truck trying to get my attention.  My rear door had not closed completely and a suitcase and some other stuff had fallen out of the car onto the street.  Yikes!!  The guys in the pickup were real 'galahads', picked it up and caught up with me.  What a way to start!!  But at least there were good folks who made a difference.
               When I got to Douglas,  I am sure I made a reservation at the hotel I usually stay in, but there wasn't any recorded.  The clerk graciously called the other hotel and there was none there either.  Fortunately I could get a room but I am still positive I made a reservation -- now I am wondering where I DID make the reservation.  As you get older incidents such as this get more and more scary.  I am going to check this out when I get home, for sure!
            Otherwise the trip was uneventful, thank goodness.  Last gas pump I saw in Montana was $2.50 at Broadus, then it was $2.09 in Gillette.  Sunshine and blue sky and hot temperatures and green everywhere.  Creeks, sloughs, stock dams all looking full.
             Gillette was really busy today, but then I drove through about noon.  At Wright, Wyoming between Gillette and Douglas I stopped for a break. At a large Exxon service center a big yellow school bus pulled up from Rawlins, Wyoming with a load of high school boys.  Evidently they had been to a basketball camp at Black Hills State University in Spearfish and were all sporting similar t-shirts advertising the camp.  They were loading up on 'traveling food'.  They had probably left Spearfish SD this morning and would be home late tonight.  Dad taught at the high school in Rawlins from 1952-54. I started kindergarten there.  Fun to see.
​                 Saw antelope (of course), a deer, lots of geese, red-winged blackbird and other birds.  Too many prairie dog towns.  Seems as though there are a lot more than there used to be.
                 Super good supper at The Depot in Douglas.  All yummy, but then I was hungry!