From our beautiful campground just outside the town of West Glacier, we made 2 trips into Glacier NP. (So glad we bought that year-long national park pass way back at Big Bend!) On our first venture, we rode the free shuttle buses up to Logan Pass so that Mike could spend the trip enjoying the views out the window instead of having to watch the narrow road! The picture above was taken at the pass, as are quite a few others on our web album. http://picasaweb.google.com/TxMike3
Although we were glad we took the shuttles, the park was quite crowded, and with the road construction, it took us 2 hours to get from Logan Pass back to where our truck was parked.
The next day we drove to Logan Pass, then on down the other side of the mountain. This eastern route was not as spectacular as the west side, but we did stop and take a hike to beautiful St. Mary Falls. It was a wonderful walk through the woods and along a creek, and we could hear the falls as we hiked.
For most of the trip, when we have left the dogs, we've made sure they've had a good long walk and/or a long run. Then we leave the TV or radio on (not really for their enjoyment, but for the white noise!). We had to buy 2 baby gates and stack them to block the "upstairs" of our fifth wheel to keep one or both of the dogs off our bed! We suspect Gracie is the bad dog, but without a "nanny cam" we'll never know for sure! Well, our first day back from Glacier, we discovered that the dogs had wormed their way under the gates--even big ol' Max. We know that for sure because he was still behind the gates when we got home, looking rather ashamed, and there was Gracie acting innocent! But the next day, when we got back, Gracie was the one trapped! Now we're afraid they'll try to get under the gates and get their heads caught. Today, here in Polson, about 2 hours south of Glacier NP, we went to the cherry festival and didn't put up the gates, just spread an old blanket on the bed, and yes, "someone" got on our bed while we were gone!
Polson is at the south end of huge Flathead Lake, which is about 45 miles long and very green, with tall wooded hills surrounding it. The cherry festival was small and "folksy" with, of course, many cherry-themed items, from aprons to jam to cherry lemonade. (Very good!) Tomorrow Mike is going to watch the hydroplanes on the lake. Too much testosterone for me!
We head west on Tuesday, into Idaho where we'll visit our good friends Dick and Julie.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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