The idea is hatched...

On vacations during the past several years, we've driven north from Spring, Texas to visit family in Montana and Washington.  During these little odysseys it seemed like we were always either driving on or crossing US Highway 287.  Being an inquisitive sort, I got a map and figured out exactly where this seemingly ever-present highway began and ended.  Lo and behold, the southern end is at Port Arthur, Texas, one hundred miles east of where we live.  The northern terminus is Choteau, Montana, a mere fifty-two miles northwest of Great Falls, where Mom and Dad live. One of those "when I get a chance" trips for me is to drive the entire length of US 287, photographing towns and interesting sites along the way.  Well, now I have that chance.  Buying a pickup truck from Dad, I'm picking it up and driving it to Spring.