$35: Bearmouth RV park, Clinton, Montana
I have this crazy idea that I’d like to camp at Devil’s Tower on my second day of travel, so I book on by Missoula.
The drive on Rt. 12 by Mt. Rainier was spectacular, as always.
Although I picked up bag full of trash at the vista point. Come on, America. You can do better.
Eastern Washington, Idaho, and Montana were hot: up to 102 degrees. Amazingly, the trailer stayed cool enough for a nap.
Lesson re-learned: don’t wait too long to bed down on a Friday night. After stumbling down a dirt road into a BLM campground that was pretty full, I kept west on I-90 and found another full state park.
Further down the road, I found Bearmouth RV park. As with most parks along this corridor, you’re never far from the sights and sounds of I-90 and railroad tracks, but the view of the river makes it all worthwhile.
The clean bathrooms don’t hurt, either.
On to Wyoming. Looking forward to hearing some prairie dogs.
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That beard!!! Woof!!!