The forecast was for 85 to 90 degrees and sunny, a perfect day to take a ride. First stop though, the required picture in front of the sign
Goose Island, probably the most photographed spot in Glacier.
Stopped to have a look at Sunrift Gorge. First one is zoomed in, the next is zoomed out.
Just downstream from the gorge is Baring Falls.
On the road again...
Jackson Glacier. It won't be long at the rate we're going and it will be gone.
Getting close to Logan Pass, the highest point on the Going to the Sun Road.
A whole herd of Bighorn Sheep, right next to the road.
Looked like these two were about to get it on. We couldn't sit around long enough to see the fight.
Starting down the other side of Logan Pass, we can see the road winding along the other mountain.
Lot's of construction on the upper part of the road. More mud!
How many times can we say "WOW!".....
Haystack Falls (and others).
The Weeping Wall. Didn't get wet going by this one.
We're heading down there.
A fire went through Glacier NP and the surrounding area in 2003 and really cleared things out. During our first visit in 1996, we hiked up this trail, named the Loop Trail. Then the hike started through some thick woods. Today it would have been a hot walk through this open area with little shade.
Just upstream of McDonald Lake, on the west side of the park. That could be McDonald Falls in the background, but we didn't stop because we were tired of walking from yesterday and the walk to Baring Falls earlier in the day.
After finishing the Going to the Sun Road, we rode into Kalispell for lunch and a visit. By then it was getting close to 90 degrees. Time to head back up to the mountains. We took highway 2 on the return trip. It skirts along the south side of the national park. The highest point is named Marias Pass. We were surprised to see this memorial park at the top. We stopped for a break and to read about the memorials.
A fellow civil engineer.....
Back on the east side, we stopped at one of our favorite places, the East Glacier Lodge. This place has some history and is constructed of huge Douglas Fir logs.
Outside, we spotted this rock art. They are not glued together.
A passerby offered to take our pic - hey thanks!
The ride back to St. Mary on hwy 40 and hwy 89 had some great views of the mountains to the west, and in the last picture, the seemingly endless prairie to the east.
This used to be the place where all the indian tribes in the area headed to when buffalo hunting time came around.
A great last day of "vacation". Tomorrow we are packing up to head back to Michigan.
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