After I completed my tour of The Battle of the Little Bighorn, Boomer and I started our approach to South Dakota. Our first stop was Belle Fourche for the geographical center of the continental United States… well sort of.
What better way to start out the day than with a history lesson at The Battle of the Little Bighorn? If you are not familiar with what The Battle of the Little Bighorn is, it is where General Armstrong Custer made his last stand.
We were still in Montana on the second day of our trip to South Dakota. We would be traveling across Montana from Butte to Bozeman to Billings. I grabbed some breakfast from the hotel and eavesdropped on the conversations going on around me. It is what I do when I solo travel as it beats talking to myself in public and looking like a crazy. It appeared to be homecoming for The University of Montana (Go Griz!) and there were several individuals at the hotel attending the football game that day. I was pleased to not be hanging around Missoula for the day due to the extra people running around.
Boomer and I had reached the last day of our trip to Montana. Although I was sad that the trip was coming to an end, I was also about to embark on something I had never been able to do before, driving across The Going to the Sun Road! I had been to Glacier twice before over the years, once in May and once in July. The Going to the Sun Road had alluded me both times as it was closed due to snow.
You know when you wake up in the morning and you think you know how the day is going to play out. When I am traveling most often I actually DO know how my day is going to turn out. I have an annoying habit of planning everything out to a T. I plan my days out because I love planning, schedules and my type A personality.
This day started out like it was suppose to and then suddenly things changed.
Day two of our trip to Montana was full of driving from Missoula to Whitefish. Our first stop was The National Bison Range. According to my research it was best to visit in the morning as the animals would be most active during that time. Little did I know that would include Boomer as well!
This is the story of how Boomer and I met.
We all do things we are not proud of. For me, it was dating a guy who I will refer to going forward on this blog as Drama Papa. The name is fitting, he is a dad and he is overly dramatic. We dated for years and deep down I always knew it would never work out. I will not go into the details as to why because I am to blame just as much as he is. I could have walked away but I stayed for years longer than necessary.
As the years went by we drifted more and more apart. I was feeling neglected and under appreciated which is always a fantastic feeling. When you are in a situation where you know things are not going to turn out, sometimes people do crazy things. A common reaction to fixing relationship problems is to have a child to help save the relationship. Or trap the other person, depending on how you want to look at it.
It turns out that I am not a fan of having kids so that was not going to be an option. There was something that I knew could help me however. Something that would give me unquestionable love, faithful companionship and would always be there for me. I got on the internet, looked up our local animal shelter and searched for a new friend.