After taking care of the 4 housekeeping things that matter to you when you’re on a trip like this (Shower, Laundry, Charging Electronics, Email), I was back on the road, heading north on Rt. 93 for Whitefish, MT, to meet up with Jim, Marie and Trisha for our Glacier NP adventure.
On the way, I took a detour (the most fun I have along the way – just taking turns and seeing where you end up) and passed the National Bison Range outside of Dixon, MT. I couldn’t actually enter the Range because it’s not exactly moto-friendly (gravel roads with 10% grades – yikes) but did get some views of these guys doing their thing from afar. Makes you wonder what this country actually looked like before the white man (yes, I am one apparently) came in and ‘changed things’ a bit. These creatures are magnificent. Instead of the up close visit, I decided to eat one in the form of a buffalo burger at a nearby road-side burger stand. I know – terrible. But sorta funny. I really need to change my diet on this trip. Produce is having a hard time finding its way into my belly lately..
Past Flathead Lake, I made my way to Whitefish, a cool little town with all sorts of mountains and creeks nearby for fishing and running around in the wild. The Kandahar Lodge, where I’d be staying for the next two nights as the crew flew in from SF, was an amazing site for these road weary bones. A/C, queen sized beds, a TV! and various other amenities were a nice surprise for a change. Nothing to get used to but a wonderful little stop.
Jim and I hit the South Fork of the Flathead River the next morning for some fly fishing. Jim is a master – and incredibly patient. As he pulled one out after another, he took time to, yet again, explain to me how this seemingly simple (but not at all) sport works. Lo and behold, I pulled out one of my own – a 16″ rainbow trout. A beaut indeed. It’s all catch and release so these guys will live to fight again.