Dies horribilis:  Wind, hills and more wind.  Some marital strife.  Landscape was pretty, but monotonous.  Today was the Brexit vote.  I hope the stay voters win so I don’t have to stop feeling sorry for myself and start feeling sorry for the UK and EU.  I guess we’ll know the results tomorrow.

We rode through only one little town called Vida.  It had a post office, two churches and a bar.  Interesting combination.

Today we rode past several crude billboards with anti-meth messages.  Meth is quite a scourge in the more rural areas of the country, and Montana is no exception.  According to some of our warm showers hosts, it’s a particular problem on the Reservations.  It’s so sad.  Hope to be more upbeat over the coming days. 🙂

One of the meth-related signs we’ve seen.  Another showed a mirror reflection of a skeleton head saying something like “The true reflection of meth.”