Highway 435 tosses about somewhat fitfully as it
finds a way through the ranches and ICBM missile sites where the Great Plains
greet the Rocky Mountains. The
missiles—tipped with nuclear warheads—were planted deep underground in the
rolling grasslands and aimed at the Soviet Union
during the peak of the Cold War.
In a sense, the highway straddles two worlds.
Montana 435 is the line of demarcation between the
Rocky Mountain Front and the Great Plains, which continue on for nearly 1000
miles more before bumping into the Great Lakes region. The Mountains virtually erupt from the
prairie here. And just beyond the first
overthrust wall of stony peaks lies the Bob Marshall wilderness, one of the
most pristine roadless areas in the lower 48 states.
As you swing through the scarps and swales and
gentle rises, you occasion upon small squares of land fenced by chain-link and
devoid of flora within. There, under the
gravel and dust cover, lie the missiles.
On a rare day, you might chance upon a herd of elk
spilling across the prairie and skirting around a missile site.
Two worlds meet.
Rear View (Great Plains)
--Mitchell Hegman
Rear View (Great Plains)
Front Range of the Rocky Mountains
Missle Site (photo: JJ Richey)
Great perspective of the contrast between two colliding worlds!
ReplyDeleteThe missiles are a constant reminder of how how peace can be tenacious. They mar the serenity of the Front Range.