July 4th in St. Regis, Montana seems like a big deal at first. I snapped a couple of pictures of the beginning of the parade down Main Street. Then I ducked into Jasper's to have breakfast, and before my omelet came out the parade was over. The karaoke float, refusing to let the excitement die, parked itself across the street from the diner, and kept on rockin'. (Well, countryin'.)
I don't have too much to say about the ride in general for the last two days. Riding on I-90 is as interesting as you might imagine. Probably even less so because as a bypass there's really nothing to pass by. Well, trees and hills, trees and hills, trees and hills. This state is either really big or caught in some space-time loop.
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