After spending the night at a small town ball park (and listening to the train blow by us a dozen times in the night), we ventured a short distance down the road to Pompey’s Pillar. I had never even heard about this pillar until we went to Billings, but once we realized how close we were to it, it was impossible not to go. And, of course, once William realized it was William Clark’s signature we were going to see, he was very excited. They do, after all, have the same name.
This is the site where William Clark climbed the pillar and signed his name. His signature is the last remaining physical evidence of the Lewis and Clark expedition, and it appears today as it did over 200 years ago. There are many other signatures on the rock, but Clark’s is the only one protected by glass.
The park isn’t officially open yet, so we had to park at the gates and walk in, and the visitor’s center was closed, but we took our time walking around the gounds and taking in the view from on top of the rock. The nature trail was eventful with a snake and some jumping spiders, as well as a furry body part with bugs crawling out of it. Being at the back of the pack, I was getting a little antsy, since I was standing in jumping spiders while everyone else admired the body part. We all made it out alive, though, so it all turned out well.
We saw lots of (live) critters, too. There were squirrels running around, rock marmots playing on the hills, birds singing, geese perched on the rocks, and a hawk of some sort. It looked like an eagle at first with its white head, but as it got closer, we realized that it was not an eagle at all.
Beautiful sunshine, no wind, amazing history, incredible views, peaceful setting, what a great place to visit.