I did what was to become the trans-am in 73 with a good looking tough young lady, got married a few years later. About 30 years after being married I did more or less the same trip with our twin daughters, I was amazed how much it was the same, I swear we even ate in some of the same places. This time around the beer was not as good for some reason, and surprisingly the hills seemed smaller. Many times I got weird deja vu and filled with emotions. There is a heck of a lot more sealcoat now than before. If only I knew how to write I am sure there is a book in the memories and the comparisons of then and now. Jackson Montana, is the home of hot water toilets the kids did not believe! Retracing routes is great, but so are new roads....so much pavement so little time.:}