Originally published in Yellowstone Valley Woman.
On a Sunday with a mix of sun and clouds covering the day, the newly refreshed Rock Creek Resort in Red Lodge is my destination. With my friend Val Jeffries riding shotgun, the Beartooth Mountains stand sentry over the quaint town where we plan to indulge in some retail and dining therapy, taking in fresh mountain air as we go.
“I love being able to hang out with my pal. You’re trapped in the car and can’t go anywhere,” Val says teasingly. I feel the same.
Life slows down the moment Highway 212 leads us into Red Lodge. The city’s roots go all the way back to the early 20th century, when it was established as a coal mining town…