My wife is from Glasgow, so we took a trip to the high line over the weekend. Nothing says love like mosquito bites on the high line. Nothing says love like wind on the high line. Nothing says love like heat and thunderstorms on the high line. On the other hand, nothing says love like family, Glasgow, Fort Peck, Hinsdale, Saco, Malta, Bohemian corner, Grass Range, Roundup, and back in my own bed. By the way, we didn't take my 1965 Shelby Cobra pictured here. It's too small, so we took our adult vehicle.