Saturday, July 31, 2010; Saskatoon to Williston, N.D.

We left Saskatoon for Regina and the BORDER. The flatlands of wheat are slowly blending into foothills. There are cattle grazing and a garden of cabbage, broccoli, and turnips growing amongst the wheat fields.
The town of Regina(with a long I) was originally called "Pile of Bones" because there were millions of buffalo bones left there by the native Indians and European hunters. When Queen Victoria was going to visit they renamed the town in honor of her- Regina is Latin for Victoria. Queen Victoria was the monarch in 1883. The railroad came here and the town became the capital of the Northwest Territories. The Mounties made their headquarters here establishing peace and stability. In 10905 the province of Saskatchewan was formed and Regina became the capital. At the beginning of the 20th century immigrants came from Great Britain, Eastern Europe, Eastern Asia and claimed land described as river fed Prairie for $1.00 Canadian.
The town has a 2000 acre park around an enlarged Wanaca Creek to become the Wanaca Lake. All of the town's colleges and universities, museums, government buildings are here together. They have very large gardens with huge shrubs the size of my front yard with metalwork added to make it look like a grasshopper that is at least 15 feet long!
4:39 PM and we are at the US-Canada Border!!! The officials needed to come inside the RV to check for citrus, tomatoes and peppers. Canada has canker in their citrus and white bugs in their tomatoes and peppers. When I cut open the tomatoes, they were fine so we were allowed to keep them. Daddy said they probably came into the RV because they don't have much to do.
The land here is hillier and undeveloped; unlike this same area in Southern Canada. We are almost out of gas and the officials said we wouldn't make it to the nearest gas station. They told us of a place where they fill up their vehicles and they have a credit card machine. So now we need to make a 16 mile side trip to get diesel because the next station is 70 miles away! We had to drive out of North Dakota into Montana to find a place 16 miles away; but it was locked and we are in the middle of nowhere! The wind has just gusted really high with a little rain. The coach is shaking so hard we lost the Sirius radio station. We're going to wait out the storm first. We went over the hill because I saw a grain elevator. Sure enough, just before the town of Westby, Montana, there are pumps with a credit card machine.
We filled up and had to drive back over the line again to be able to head down to Williston, North Dakota. During the wind storm the black cows in the field are all huddled together against the wind. Some of the fields have tall trees planted in a long row to act as a wind break. Then we saw a double rainbow!
7:45 PM we drove into a Walmart and we are going to stay here for the night. It's been a long day. We found an Applebees and heard they had stock car races in town. You could hear the cars racing from the Walmart lot as we were going to sleep. Our waitress told us about a really nice place to go fishing here: Beavers Bay and Whiters Bay. You go past Applebees to #1804. On University turn right; go 6-7 blocks to #1804 Scenic Sports to get a fishing license. It's 46 miles south of Madarin, North Dakota on highway #6.
We went to bed at 1:30 AM mountain time!