I did it. I drove from E. Warshington to Wisconsin and back. I had a hard time finding camping spots around Williston. N. Dakota doesn't have the signing that other states have. I ended up spending one night in a Cenex parking lot with the big boys, but pretended it was fire camp so the trucks running didn't interfere with my sleep. I did wake up cold and it was 41 degrees inside the Casita
the next morning. My trailer has no furnace
so I fired up the Little Buddy to warm it up.
I don't know why, but I noticed more signs for camping when heading back west. Was I missing them on the way east? Or do they only think that folks going west are going to stop? That was in North Dakota.
There was only one close call with a buck heading towards me in Montana. He pivoted and ran the other way after I laid on the horn. Otherwise, I might still be in Montana.
Note to others: This route follows the main line of the Burlington Northern etc. railroad so stopping in towns along the way can be noisy. The trains seem to stop or not be as numerous at night. I slept through them. The derailment happened just after I'd passed through that part of the state.
I splurged and mostly stayed in RV parks. I liked having heat via electricity and wifi. The Shelby RV Resort--at a Super 8 had difficult sewer hookups. I had to go with a pull through site in order to reach. I chose to stay there because it was on the edge of town and had some open land where my hyper energy dog could run off some of that energy.
In Wisconsin, I stayed with Lake Superior as my front yard. There was a tornado warning and I looked out to see a cop driving through with lights
flashing so I grabbed a raincoat and my dog and headed through a couple inches of water to the concrete block restroom where the other campers were. I have had a few days of worry because nobody, including me had taken masks along and Covid was spreading around the country. All is well, I think. When I lived in that area, I was told that The Lake protects the area from tornadoes and that proved to be true. There was a heavy downpour, wind enough to rock the trailer, and lots of lightning popping around.
I find myself wishing that Eastern Montana and North Dakota would shrink up. The mountains had gorgeous fall
colors on my return trip. I did not go to Glacier. I travel with a dog and National Parks are not dog friendly and I've hiked and worked in the mountains of Warshington. We are spoiled here.
The roads were good. There is one railroad crossing in Minniesoda that knocked the curtain rod off on both trips. Just the one.