This sign greeted us at the state line.
At the time, Montana had no daytime speed limit.
Actually, we found Montanans to drive slower
than folks in many other states, and their
speed limits in town were quite low.
Their lack of a specified speed limit appeared
to be borne more out of a respect for individual judgment
and for one another than it did out of a daredevil attitude.
We must admit it was pleasant to drive what was safe
and not have to constantly eye the speedometer
during our visit to Montana in July, 1997.
This is the sign you'd see
when you left a town.
In California, we are told not to pick flowers.
In logging country, folks set their
sights a bit bigger.