This is the moment of greatest tension in the story. I had been marooned in Columbus, Montana for 3 days and this is the moment in which I find out if the car will be ready or if I will continue living in Columbus until another replacement engine could be found.
If the issue turns out to be a fuel injector, I will be sent on my way back to the homestead in a matter of a few hours. If it turns out to be a bad engine cylinder, it could be a matter of weeks.
During my stay in Columbus, I toured the Museum of the Beartooths. The museum has a lot to offer about the history of the area. The museum is very charming and inviting. Since I had nothing to do, I asked the curator if I could volunteer at the museum for the next day. The museum was kind and gracious and gave me a place to hang my hat for the day. They also allowed me to white glove a diary of a union soldier from the Civil War, 1864. I can’t explain how thrilling it was to read a journal of a union soldier penned over 150 years ago.
If I had to stay, I would have made arrangements to assist the museum more or even volunteer at a few local churches if I could. The place was already beginning to feel a lot like the movie Groundhog’s Day starring Bill Murray. I was beginning to know the locals, their history, and relations in the community better than my own community back home. One thing the museum taught me is that I need to look into my own community’s museum and begin to possibly volunteer there. The amount of information available is staggering.
One thing for sure if you are ever on I-90, driving through Columbus, MT, be sure to stop at the free Museum of the Beartooths. It will be worth the visit to stretch your legs while taking in the rich history of this community.