and so much more
I could not have asked for a better final kayak for the season. Even though St Mary had dropped a lot, I still got to explore and find new things. Peace was in every movement of the padd
I always have to do a post of the Reds. If not for them I wouldn’t be such a frequent visitor (and seasonal worker) in the Park. Plus there is such a weird almost cult following that they seem to command.
I lived in the coastal PNW for twenty years. You can really do anything in the rain. Just a matter of the right gear, a good attitude, and really tight seams on your clothing and dry bag!
This one beat me up. I expected the wind to always rise from the West. But this trip it comes out of the East, being pushed across the Great Plains by a thunderstorm. That makes for a very long afternoon.
Glacier has it all. Kind of a catch-all post with just a snippet of the really weird things you see in Glacier Park on a daily basis. You don’t have to be a Red Bus driver, you just need to look around.
Access to Divide Mtn requires a tribal permit, Four Wheel Drive, and a lot of knee cartilage, given it’s just plain straight up and straight down in under a mile with big gain.
This is one of my favorite days in Glacier. The reflections. The colors. And that one bear that only shared his presence with me!
It is hard to believe my Delica spent 25 years as a ski shuttle for a couple of months a year on the slopes of Japan’s northern island. But it has taken to its new home and summers in Montana without missing a beat.
Being close to St. Mary Lake has advantages. Like being able to hit that early-morning burn-off before there are any people (or wind) to contend with.
This was an almost spiritual trip on the water. If I had put in 30 minutes later, I would have missed these once-in-a-lifetime morning clouds.
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