We woke up and got ready for a new day at Glacier National Park.
|Coming back from the bathroom, behind us.|
|Our lovely cabin.|
We ate breakfast at the main house and checked out. We only stayed at the Aspenwood Resort one night.
|The lobby of the B&B, with the restaurant in the background|
|I made an origami fox out of the paper napkin rings.|
|Outside the restaurant.|
We headed out to Glacier to walk some trails and see some amazing sites, including the well-known view of Goose Island, below.
We then headed towards the visitor's center we saw snow and the big-horned sheep yesterday. The place was PACKED. It took us several minutes of driving around and around and around the parking lot in order to find a parking spot. We walked through the visitor's center and out the back towards a trail. As we round a corner, we spot
Ok, not really. It's just a blurry picture. It's a mountain goat and she (someone said it was a she) was just sitting there, munching on the flowers an grass, ignoring the mass of people taking pictures of her.
We passed another of the many continental divides we passed on our trip.
Some of the trails were just to snowy and slushy for us to go on, so we headed back the way we came from. We drove out of another Glacier exit towards our next night's lodging. It was some random motel in the small city of East Glacier Park.
This little town was actually pretty darned cute. We decided to drive around town. We went into Glacier Park Resort, this beautiful resort that we a) could not get booked into and b) could not afford anyway, and walked around.
|What is this? This was the second time I saw this.|
It's hand-made and not stuck with glue or anything.
Someone built this in front of the lodge.
After walking the resort that we were not staying in, we went through one area of East Glacier that made us laugh.
|We HAD to stop here.|
|In honor of Prince and my sister's love of Prince.|
The store was owned by an older couple who loved wood working. The store was pretty full.
Towards the back of the shop, we encountered this sign.
Besides making spoons, they make their own wands and are Harry Potter fans. As I walked through this area, the shop owner was writing up an ownership card for an excited 10-ish year old boy. The owner, Mrs. Wagner, was saying things like "Ash wand" and "double loop" something-something and was being very official in her filling out of the card for this boy. Too cute.
Back to the motel we went. The motel was kind-of loud and no where near my favorite for the week, but thankfully it was only one night.
Since we had made the trip heading north bit by bit every day, our last day, Tuesday day 8, before flying out on Wednesday day 9, was to be spent driving and driving from Montana to Salt Lake City, Utah.