Travel Journal – July 12, 2016
On disconnecting the fresh water hose here at 7th Ranch, I noticed a plumbing leak on my Kantleak water valve system. What now, I’m almost a month away from my home base here in Montana, at least in travel plans. Physically I could be there in about four hours .
If you remember I had a similar leak last year and Grand Design, the manufacturer of the Coach, replaced the entire valve (Kantleak Repair blog 2015) as a warranty item even though my Coach’s warranty expired. They have been great in standing behind their product. I’ll just watch the leak until I get home where I can repair it and if I can’t my Brother-in-law may be able to help me. He is very handy and has a work room with about any tool you could imagine. In the meantime I’ll fix a diversion for the leak and continue to monitor it.
After disconnecting all my utilities and stowing our hoses, cables and outdoor items we pull out, moving on down the road to our next adventure. Once again I leave another camp with feelings of leaving something behind. I think we saw almost everything here. It was a peaceful camp in the middle of miles of rolling plains.
Traveling to Hellgate
I’m trying to experience as much of Montana as I can this year before heading back South for the Winter. It’s such a big state. I could probably travel Full-time here for a year and not see it all. As I travel North to Hellgate Campground I wonder what I will find there. I’ll be staying at a Bureau of Reclamation campground, right on the Missouri headwaters at Canon Ferry. Lewis and Clark preceded us by over three hundred years camping here at the headwaters of the Missouri River.
After a long gravel road entrance. We arrive at camp a little confused. We have a reservation here, but no Host to be found. I continue to pull the Workhorse down the dirt and
gravel road and find an area that says “Loop A – Reservations only”. I turn in and travel not to far before seeing my name and dates on the pedestal at the campsite. I carefully back our Coach in and we are home for another week.
Just after dinner I look out the window by my table and see what looks like a large bird land near the shoreline. I take another look and step outside the Coach. Oh, it’s a bald eagle and it’s huge. I try to take a quick picture, but he’s gone. I did manage to snap a partial picture, but they are fast. That is the closest I’ve ever been to a Bald Eagle in the wild. He was spectacular. This is going to be a nice camp Jagger.