Day 3 and 4....coming home

Guy was so excited to see that this sign...he was going to be able to drive fast because it was required, not because he was crazy. Then he realized that this was in Canada and meant kilometers per hour not miles per hour. So in all reality it was slower than our freeways. That's okay with me cause I would rather be a little on the slower side anyhow.



After so many hours in the car, you get a little bored. I took lots of games and puzzle books and reading books and coupons to clip, but that will only keep you entertained for so many hours. I resorted to playing with my food. Guy couldn't help but laugh and take a quick pic.





This was what Canada mostly looked like from the view out my window. Wheat fields for as far as you could see. We didn't really like not being able to see mountains. When the sun went down at about 9pm, it was light outside for a few more hours because there weren't any mountains to hide the light.

On our way back to the states, we stopped at the Cardston temple. It was so pretty...an older gentleman stopped to talk to us and point out three owls sitting in the windows of the temple. I couldn't believe it...usually it is pretty rare to see one owl let alone three together.

Yeah...finally back into our own country...Montana was beautiful. We navigated our way to Glacier National Park so that we could see some more stuff. The park wasn't too busy so we could make as many stops as we wanted to. And of course we stopped and took lots of pics. We are getting great at using our timer on the camera so that we both can be in the pics.

A little farther down, we saw a mountain goat. Everyone around us was snapping pics like crazy. I couldn't believe that people thought it was tame enough to be around. I thought that it would probably be the same way if it were a bear. The goat could have hurt someone, but that didn't matter, they were getting the best pics.

Well, we had a great time in Glacier and finally got to the end of the park. We drove a bit farther and stayed in a hotel. The next day we drove home and stopped at a museum somewhere along the way. I can't remember what city or state it was in. Oh well, we had fun looking around the old equipment and goofing around. And if you look real close, you can see that I am wearing my George Strait t-shirt that I got at the concert. I am proud of that shirt, I stood in line for an hour trying to buy it.

The main event...

We still had plenty of time to kill waiting for the doors to open so we took pics of us in front of the building. We still couldn't believe that we were going to a George Strait Concert. It was awesome...

And another pic...look at all the people waiting around to get in. When we got inside, there were so many people. It is amazing how many people they can stuff into one building and still function. Also this picture makes me realize how much shorter I am than Guy...look at how much of the pic he takes up and then look at how much of the pic I take up. Huge difference...

And finally the concert started...on our tickets it said that camera's were not allowed, but once it started, everyone was snapping pics. It was one flash after another, so I whipped my camera out...if everyone else was going to break the rules, then I wasn't going to miss out on my chance to have my own pic of my favorite country singer ever.

You will probably have to stop my blog music to listen to the music on this video. Its not great, but good enough for me.

And the rest of the trip...day 2

We were bored waiting for the rodeo to finally start. It seemed like forever before they opened the first gate. But it was so worth it...we loved every minute of one of the biggest rodeo's on the circuit.

I caught a snap shot of the cowboys with their hats off while they sang the Canadian National Anthem. Can't say I have ever heard that before or will ever again...The grand entry show was a huge deal and they had fireworks and queens from all over. Flags racing around the arena and then all the cowboys and cowgirls ran into the arena to form a horseshoe shape. It was really fun to watch.

After the excitement of the rodeo, we ran down to the table they had set up in front of the arena where all the winners of that days events would be signing autographs. I borrowed Guy's hat and had Stran Smith sign the brim. Guy took a pic while we posed. If anyone doesn't know who this cowboy is, then I will educate you. He is the 2008 world champion calf roper...so there you have it.

And then we had a few hours to kill before the main event...George Strait of course. So we mosied around the fair and saw lots of animals and stuff. We couldn't resist taking turns putting our faces through this silly cut out of a John Deere tractor. I think that this was meant for kids, but we are kids in grown up bodies.

It looks like Guy was a little shy about putting his face through the hole very far. Thats okay dude...you still look silly enough. Thanks for the fun day at the fair.

Our trip out of the country...day 1

We hit the road early cause we had about 800 miles to go on the first day. Guy had the trip completely planned out as far as the routes we were taking went. So this was what would happen every time we stopped...out the map would come and Guy would be checking to see how many more miles we had to go.

Our first pit stop we decided to make was in Idaho. The town was Idaho Falls and the river went right through the middle of town. The falls were amazing...I couldn't believe that so much water was running through there. We wanted to hurry and just take a few pics, but we ended up spending an hour there. That's okay, we probably won't make it there again, so enjoy it while you can.

While we were there, we captured this great pic of the temple. It was awesome and I bet that it is a great view for tourists which probably attracts them to the visitors center. Later we saw post cards with this similar pic on it, but we captured it for ourselves. So we hit the road again and not even 20 minutes from here...which was almost the middle of nowhere...my car starts to cut out and act wierd. Yeah not a great thing when you are only a few hours into an 1800 mile trip. Guy was sleeping while I was driving, so I woke him up and told him what was happening, so we pulled over on an off ramp and we checked it out. Guy found that it was a short in the wiring harness, so we wiggled it around and got back on the road. It worked for about 100 miles, then started shorting out again...by this time, we had made it to Butte, Montana. So while we were getting fuel, I ran in to buy electrical tape so we could fix it a little better, but they only had duct tape. So that is what we used. But before we even got out of town, it got worse, so we turned around and headed to the Ford dealership and tried to buy a new wiring harness which wasn't going to be cheap. The didn't have one in stock, so we headed to the parts store and bought a few things including a wrench. Yeah I am married to a mechanic who has alot of tools, but decides that it isn't important to take any with when we travel. So we fix it up and get going again, but less then 60 miles out of town, it starts acting up again. We were both frustrated with what was happening, but over the course of the next couple hours, we stopped about 10 times to wiggle the wire to make it work again. Before one of the last stops, Guy had a bright idea to use his shoe lace to hold the wire over a little and see if that would work. Well, it worked about as long as not using the shoe lace. So Guy started to fiddle with the wire more, and realized that it was actually a wire next to the one we thought. So on the side of the freeway, he tore it apart and rewired the plug it went to. And.................finally it worked. We didn't have any more car problems the rest of the trip.

So we planned on getting to Canada at about 8pm, but we didn't pull into our hotel til 11pm. Thanks to the car problems, but thank goodness Guy fixed the problem. This was at the border, which was kind of scary going across. We were so far away from home and heading to a new country. There were no mountains and we could see forever in all the directions. When the sun was going down, it took forever cause there were no mountains to dip behind.

Welcome to Alberta....

Helping with 1st crop...

Well, my dogs have figured out the whole traveling thing. They know when we are about to leave and they do not want to be left behind. I was in the bathroom packing up hair stuff to put in the bag, and I could hear rummaging around in the bedroom so I peaked around the corner and this is what I found...a spike dead asleep in the over-night bag. He did not want to be left behind at all so he was going to pack himself into the bag so that I couldn't forget him. What a goof.

Then we got to the farm and Samantha's kitty's had kittens since the last time we were there. They were so cute, and of course my dogs had to chase them around and tease them. The kittens would sit there and hiss at them like they were so tuff. The yellow kitten was the cutest and Guy kind of wanted to take it home, but I am so not wanting a cat. All my dogs would do all day long would be to chase it up and down the stairs. They already chase the neighbor cats up on the porch and corner it. They never grab them though cause apparently it is way funner to bark at them really close.
We were the hired hands for the weekend, and there was plenty to do...hauling hay out of the fields was the job me and guy had. Guy would load up the bales on the bale wagon, and I would guide him into the stack of hay. Dumping the load can get pretty western, but we got a handle on it.

We were taking a break from hauling hay by loving on my three favorite horses. They are all so nosey...if you look closely, you will see that Ellie(the horse on the far right) is trying to steal my gloves cause they are delicious, and Minnie(the horse in the middle) is about to lick the side of my face like a dog. And then there is Sunny eating the fence cause it is still two hours til dinner and it just might hold her over til then. They tried to talk us into accidently leaving the gate open because their gate leads right into the freshly cut hay fields. We didn't fall for their smooth talking, but maybe next time.