Day 22 The first comment of the morning was from J Gar… You need to take me somewhere with a “no smoking policy.” Needless to say, he did not appreciate the nostalgia of the Little Irma Hotel. We left the rodeo capital of the world behind and began our trek out of the mountains and eastward. We travelled for an hour before encountering the Bighorn Mountains of Central Wyoming. I knew I would like it, but it exceeded my expectations. At 9,000 feet there is a high meadow that extends for over ten miles. Really breathtaking. On the other side of the mts, the Great Plains awaited us and stretched as far as the eye could see. Our next stop was at the site of the Battle of the Little Bighorn. This one was for me. I have read about this battle most of my life and to be able to stand at the site of Custer’s Last Stand and imagine the Sioux and N. Cheyenne surrounding me was worth the drive. The kids enjoyed the brief movie that explained the battle, apparently it was more entertaining than my monologue in the RV. We left Wyoming behind and headed North into Montana. Truly the “big sky country.” We are now at the ” Cow Capital of the World” in Miles City, Montana.