So, the weasels said...

Looking out the window of the RV this morning, it was sunny.  The local weather said, "Fog and drizzle."  I looked outside again - yeah, it's sunny.

Granted, we are a couple miles south of town... but, there is no fog or drizzle to be seen.  We unhooked utilities, hooked up the cargo trailer, and hit the road...

Yep, sunny.

By the time we got to town, it was apparent that their fog forecast was accurate...

I had some concerns - they were calling for much thicker fog an hour up the road.  Construction in the fog...

30 minutes later...

Another 30 minutes beyond that, the viz was down to 100 yards or so...

We made a quick stop to pick up mail, and decided to get off the Interstate - taking the 2 lane  "back road" would cut nearly 50 miles; but, it has been years since we have been on this road.  It turned out to be a good decision: the fog lifted within 10 miles of leaving the Interstate behind...

This road would take us through the northeast corner of Wyoming, then into Montana...

The speed limit was 65 in South Dakota and Wyoming, raised to 70 in Montana.  Lots of stock truck traffic on this road...

The trucks going the other way weren't an issue.  Three in a row came up behind us in a hurry, then passed.  One was blowing out a trail of urine and excrement.  Nice.  Fortunately, he was in a real big hurry and stayed in the passing lane to go around the first two trucks - they blocked most of the ... um... crap.

Not a lot to look at - mostly scrub brush...

Well, until we came to the Custer National Forest - some trees.  Hills.  Curvy road...

As we climbed in elevation, the fog came back...

A bit of a pastel look.

When we had cell coverage (see the mention of "not a lot out here"), Joan looked for gas prices and a place for us to land for the night.  Sam's Club in Billings was 20¢ per gallon less than anyone else around, and they were right off the Interstate.  Yes, after a couple hundred miles of two lane, getting back on the super-slab is the most direct route.

Sam's had easy access for us at the gas station, and we picked up a mostly-ready-made meal for supper.

We called a small RV park where we once stayed while hauling the boat - they didn't have a site available.  Our next choice told us to "come on in - we have a pull-through for you."

The nice lady at that park asked if we had been in "this lousy weather" all day.

"Oh, we had a little bit of sunshine, but this isn't bad."  Gray, but not low visibility.  It looks like winter out there, but the temp was in the low 50s when we pulled in.  Not as warm as I'd like, but no snow.

Joan put down the jacks and opened the slide outs while I plugged in and put water on.  We aren't getting too settled in - lots more miles to make.

Izzy was anxious to go for a walk.  I figured a walk would do me good, too, after driving all day.  When we got back to the coach, Joan was talking to Steph on the phone.  There were Mother's Day cards and a gift in the mail we had picked up earlier.  Joan opened them while on the phone with our little girl...

"Oh, she remembered!"  Steph and Joan had looked at some cute aprons while we were all at a bundt cake shop in Phoenix...

And every occasion in our family is a reason for a cat card...

Happy Mother's Day!  Yes, the cards and gift were there on time... weather and extra time getting service done put us behind schedule.  Steph really has to plan ahead to get stuff to where we are going to be.

Supper is cooking; time to settle in.