LOCATION: Wolf Point, Montana, in northeast part of state.
WEATHER: Cool and rainy all day. Highs in 60s.
We took our time leaving Havre, taking full advantage of their WIFI, electricity, and laundry. We got the trailer ready to go between downpours. We finally left around noon.
Northern Montana is pretty boring to drive through. No change in scenery...Wheat and hay fields everywhere. Ranges with black Angus cattle. Horses and sheep. Mile-long trains carring grain and oil. We stopped at an Indian reservation for lunch to see what their food is like. In a word.....fried. The place reeked of fried foods. We thought we would give it a try. We ordered a BLT and a bowl of Native American juneberry soup. It tasted somewhat like whole cranberry sauce, hot. 
They were super busy, so we sat there about an hour. We also thought about their other native dish, fry bread, but wisdom prevailed.
We drove all day, in the constant rain. Really dark skies all around us. Wolf Point was our destination, the only semi-large town around. We stopped at their brewpub. It is called Doc Z's, as it was created by the town's physician. His daughter is their head brewmaster. It was full of locals, escaping the downpour. George filled the growler with their stout.
Due to the rain, we thought it would be best to stay in the town's motel. We didn't want to unhook the camper, as we would have to do that in the rain. Then, we realized that there aren't any restaurants around, and we would have to walk about a mile to a grim-looking Chinese restaurant. So, we decided to stay in the Airstream instead and cook a meal inside. We went grocery shopping in a store without much selection, then searched for the RV park. By this time, it was 8:00, and we just needed a place to park. This RV park was all we could find. 
When we pulled up, I asked an obese woman who was standing outside smoking and cursing on her cell phone if there was a vacancy. She said yes, and boasted that they had cleaned the bathrooms this morning! 
We didn't unhook or do anything except jump in the Airstream. Later, I went to their bathroom. Pretty awful. I almost fell through the floor. There is a whole in the floor, covered with a rug.
The rain continued, but we were cozy and dry inside.
We talked with some local people who say this rain is unusual. Usually it is dry and hot here (110) this time of year. The wet fields are terrible for the farmers, needing to harvest their grain.
DINNER: Cajun rice with sausage. Lettuce salad with chopped zucchini.....we are still eating the huge zucchini picked at the farm in British Columbia!
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