That evening as we were exiting Yellowstone, we came upon a little wide spot in the road called Silvergate, Montana. We debated whether we should stop for the night or move on to Red Lodge. The owner of the store there informed us “You won’t make it to Red Lodge tonight.” Evidently they close down the road in the evenings for construction. He and a resident of the town seemed to be selling hard that we should stay there.
Thoughts of horror movies where people have no choice but to stay and then are murdered in their sleep crossed my mind. I wondered if we would end up as feed for the pigs. They proceeded to tell us they had a great place for us to stay. An old building that used to be a brothel! Each room had a woman’s name on the door. I stayed in Pearl’s room and Kelly stayed in Kitty’s room. We had a great dinner at a hole in the wall place that featured hot blueberry pie ala mode. We made it out alive the next morning.

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