We left Seattle just after 8pm, bunked down for the night drive in our sleeping bags and were whisked eastwards. I think. I remember staggering out of the bus in my pyjamas at about 5.30 at Missoula, Montana, to visit a ‘restroom’ in a filling station. Then back to sleeping bag and another sleep untilContinue reading “The Lower 48 – the road to Yellowstone”