Sunday, July 20, 2014
Our last full day in West Glacier, sigh.
The smoke from the fires in the adjoining states is in the air and you
can both see and smell it. We are
planning a last hike on the trail that begins at Fish Creek Campgrounds, even
though they are suggesting that people with respiratory difficulties stay
indoors. If it gets awful, we’ll turn
back!
At breakfast we chat with Jennifer and learn that she has
lived in Montana, Texas and California and that her twenty-year old son is
going to college in Washington state.
This little guy was watching us eat breakfast, through the window! |
Back upstairs we sit on our semi-private patio and enjoy the
scenery. Marilyn has her second cup of coffee and I have orange juice. There are two tiny birds playing hide and
seek in the trees and when they fly away, they are practically wing tip to wing
tip! So cute!
Ah well. Enough of
this lolly gagging! Time for our last
official Glacier hike! We’re going to
Rocky Point, not to be confused with the one in Tampa! For part of the drive we are on the Inner
North Fork Road and can see why people don’t take it all the way to
Polebridge! If you thought the Outer
Road was rough, this one is amazing! But
we don’t have to be on it for long before we come to the trail head parking
lot. There are a couple of families
preparing for the trail and we debate letting them get a good head start or
trying to stay ahead of them. The
question is important because one of the little ones seems bent on setting some
sort of volume and duration record!
These are my new favorite flower, they are called Ocean Spray and they are as prevalent here as Beargrass was on the other side of the park. |
The trail and nature loop take us close to Lake MacDonald
and through the area that was damaged by the fire of 2003, including the Howe
Ridge. For the most part the path is
wide and only has a few places with an impressive climb. We’ve done most of the loop when it begins to
rain and we decide that it might be smart to head back, since we don’t know how
intense the weather might become.
The red on the tips of this maple's leaves is a fungus called rust. |
A bear did this by scratching away the bark to get to the cambium for lunch! |
Beautiful Ocean Spray! |
And this little gem is a Nodding Onion. |
Part of the trail leads to a viewpoint from which we can see Lake MacDonald. Even with the smoke from the fires in the neighboring states, and the impending storm, it is gorgeous!
A Douglas Fir furry cone! |
Marilyn outstanding in her field - of Ocean Spray! |
I told you it rained! |
And they were large drops! |
Huckleberries coming into season for sure. Along the path we saw a man who was about ten feet off the trail. He was having a feast on them! |
Back to the car and a short stop at the West Glacier
Mercantile for a couple of last-minute purchases and back to the lodge for
lunch. We have those humongous burritos
left and Jennifer lets us use the microwave in the kitchen to heat them
up. We have our computers and play with
our pictures while we eat and we are still around when one of the three owners
of the Lodge comes in. He is here to
repair our A/C (don’t laugh! We need it
cold, and we enjoy the white noise which drowns out the trains!). We take the opportunity to sing Jennifer and
Don’s praises and to compliment him on the design and décor.
Our tummies are really full, so it seems an ideal time to go
to a whiskey tasting! There is a local
distillery right down the road, Glacier Distilling, and how can we resist the
call of the red barn? Besides, it is
raining, even though slightly, and we can’t hike any more!
Inside there is a swarm of people tasting, drinking, and
having a blast! We can have a flight of
four whiskeys for only four dollars!
There are eleven choices so we can hit eight of them and it is not too
hard to eliminate the other three. There
are whiskeys and liqueurs to sample.
Whew! After eight little sips I’m
already not too responsible! And then we
each have a cocktail! Marilyn’s is
called a Fisherman’s Direct and mine is a Tuscan Brown Bear, made with iced
coffee, coffee liqueur, almond syrup and Grappa, one of their liqueurs. And it’s topped with whipped cream! Life is good!
The drinks are GD's version of a Bloody Mary, called a Rocky Mountain Caesar! The wooden holders in the front hold the little glasses for the flites |
Our treats! |
After ordering a few bottles of this and that, Kendra boxes
up our orders and we will take them to UPS tomorrow in Kalispell, since they
aren’t allowed to ship out of state.
More weather rolling in. |
Everyone is hoping that the western states are getting enough rain to help the firefighters! |
This is the drive to Glacier Guides Lodge. |
Finally ready for our Wild Huckleberry Wine! That's Jennifer's corkscrew. |
I was ready to post this when a lady from another room stopped by to chat. She and her friend are going on a five-day hike called the Glacier Challenge. The guides set up the tents and fix breakfast and dinner! Sounds great until she says the hikes are from six to ten miles each day! What makes this even more remarkable is that this sixty-year old is just three years out from chemo and has lost twenty-eight pounds! Her friend is sixty-five and her last day's hike will be seventeen miles! What an inspiration!
Off to dinner at the West Glacier Restaurant where Krystal is once again our waitress. She's the cutie who told us several days ago that the salads were too big to finish! We learn that in ten days she is leaving for Nepal! She is working on the licenses required to be a helicopter pilot, and hopes to take tourists around the park. She has three associate's degrees and plans to take a degree in tourism.
We each have a cup of Broccoli Normandy, a cream-based soup with broccoli, cauliflower and other vegetables. We split the stir-fried veggies with chicken and even with both of us eating there is no way we can finish this endless bowl of deliciousness! We wind up taking some home and will have it for lunch tomorrow before we hit the road for Columbia Falls.
I thought you had captured some wildlife rather than Marilyn out standing in her field.
ReplyDeleteMarilyn can be pretty wild!
ReplyDeleteMy mouth watered as I read this entry, but what stood out most was the Huckleberry wine. That must be amazing. I hope you brought some home and are in the mood to share a glass when I'm around. Hint, hint. ;-)
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