Days 25-27: Homeward Bound

Feeling ready to get home - or at least get going that direction - we hit the road early Saturday morning after a lovely breakfast with the friends who had hosted us. After only an hour en route, we realized that we'd be driving right past Frenchman Coulee, a large rock climbing area that Glenn had visited twice before (and wanted to visit again on this trip). Although we wanted to make good progress on the journey home, we stopped to climb just a couple sport routes near the parking lot. The weather was gorgeous and the crag was packed, but we were able to jump right onto a rope and scurry up a 5.9 and two 5.10a lines.

After a pit-stop at a taco truck to refuel with quesabirria, we pushed long into the night to make it to a hotel in Bozeman. Eager to keep things moving, the next day we drove all the way to Sioux Falls without much of a break (except for when the road was blocked by a bunch of ranchers on horseback trying to wrangle a calf that had wandered across the highway - frankly, we were not at all impressed with their lassoing skills, but it was very amusing!). Thankfully that put the majority of the driving behind us, so Monday morning we were able to make it all the way home with just a few stops (including one for pastries at a coffee shop in Fairmont, which allowed Glenn to take a work meeting). We were relieved to finally make it back to Madison, and Remmi was happy to see us as well. We spent the evening cuddling with her on the couch and watching a movie, grateful to have had such wonderful adventures and also grateful to be back home.