Here's the capital of Montana. We went inside and met the Lt Governor and his dog, Sophie. He showed us around a bit and took us to a meeting room that has the flags of the 7 Native American tribes along with blankets. Since Native Americans play such a roll in Montana history he wanted the schools to teach it, however due to budget problems that never happened. Next we went to the Historical museum. There we saw the white bison. It's not an albino but is white with a brown spot on it's shoulder and had blue eyes. Only about one in five million births result in a white bison. This one lived on a reservation and was well taken care of so it lived longer than usual.
Then we started off to Townsend for the night. The skys opened up and we were rained and hailed on. There aren't any bridges over the road so we took cover under some trees. The hailstones were about as big as my thumbnails and did they hurt. We started up again only to get stormed on again. By the time we got to town the sun was out but you can see the storm over the mountain. On the way to Townsend we crossed the early stage of the Missouri River.
Tonight I'm sleeping in the school gym because it may storm again. Tomorrow is another century day with an early start.
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