The weather in Columbia Falls has begun to very quickly show signs of spring. It was time for our trek to Las Vegas to pick up the last of our belongings, "The Boat" and my fun little convertible (which we really don't need, but I'm not willing to give it up). We were excited to get the boat up to Montana as we know the selection of lakes is fabulous and can't wait to get the boat on the water. As a birthday gift to Dan, since he was traveling for business, I said I would drive the truck to Vegas, he could meet me there and we could caravan, the truck, boat and convertible back to Montana. Simple enough! Driving through Montana, into Idaho and Utah, the views are spectacular, truly a gift from God, with weather patterns changing every hundred miles. It was in Idaho when I started to get a bit nervous. I could see the skies building with pressure, obvious it was going to rain and/or hail, winds were picking up I'm driving straight into what I'm thinking looks like the start of a twister (of course I had just seen the movie Twister two weeks ago on TV). OK, I say to myself, if I were Helen Hunt and Bill Paxton what would I do. I'm our 4x4 truck, our dog Cabo in the back seat, food and extra clothes, some water, looking for underpasses, bridges, somewhere to take cove and reassuring myself we are gonna be fine. As I passed under these gigantic, dark grey clouds, it poured rain, no hail, rather easy, no big deal, no adventure. I guess that was my big drama for the day/week/month. I think I need to stop watching the TV.... check out the photos. Until next time.