July 18, 2014
Today was an overcast day with smoke lying low in the mountains. Ted took an early morning bike ride up to see the hoodoos but said you couldn't even see the two mile high mountain that is just across from the campground. It sprinkled on and off in the afternoon and we just stayed in. Since we had water and sewer at our site, I washed sheets and towels and caught up on all the rest of the laundry. We both got a lot of reading done. Ted put the kayaks back in their bags and put the bike rack on the dual receiver (the car hooks to the other receiver) behind the motorhome so he wouldn't have to keep taking them off the car whenever we stopped. Hopefully this will work for us.
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| Mount Rundle |
July 19, 2014
We left the campground sometime after 8:00 heading for the U.S.A. It was a cloudy, windy day but at least we were no longer affected by the smoke. The ride was pretty uneventful with most of the traffic going in the opposite direction. We passed several places where there were lots of cars pulled over and parked in groups beside the road. We figured they had met some bus tour and were on their way to Banff. One stop sign had traffic backed up over half a mile.
After being in the mountains for over three weeks, it was nice to be back in the wide open spaces. There were lots of bright yellow fields that we believe are Canola fields. All the green fields look really lush and the further south we got, the flatter the land became. Also as we approached the border, it became increasingly hazy like there may be a forest fire down this way as well. Hopefully we will find a place to spend the night in St. Mary and do Going-to-the-Sun Road tomorrow.
We made it through customs about 2:30 with no problem. There were about twenty cars ahead of us when we got there and at least twice that trying to get into Canada. When we got within a few cars, an agent came out and opened a new lane for us. The clearance was 13'1' (we are 12'8") and he didn't want to take a chance that we would hit.
By three we were at Johnson's Campground where we had spent a couple of nights last month. The guy was about to give us his last site when the woman standing next to him said the sites were all gone. We asked if they had any idea where we might park and told them we didn't need any facilities. He took Ted on the golf cart to look at a sight way down back past the tenting areas to see if we could get the motorhome down there. Ted thought we could so here we are. While waiting, they said the smoke was from forest fires in Washington State, not Glacier.
We spent the next couple of hours looking at e-mail and Facebook and talking to Bill and Lois on the phone before going back to the Johnson restaurant for dinner On our way to the restaurant we met a car with Maine license plates. After dinner we went for a walk to look for the Maine car. It was the wife and daughter of a guy Ted was on the ski patrol with at Sugarloaf. Small, small world. For dinner Ted had the Bear Attack. It is a surprise meal that the chef throws together and not even the wait staff knows what it will be. It turned out to be ham, cheese, egg and hollandaise sandwiched between two huge, thick pancakes. He said it was great but had almost half of it left over. Pancakes for breakfast tomorrow!!
While I started working on catching up our blog and Ted was sitting across from me using his computer, he looked up and said, "Oh my god, look at that". A big brown colored black bear was sitting on top of the dumpster less than a hundred feet away trying to lift the top. He worked at it awhile before getting down and ambling off into the woods behind us. It was the largest black bear I have ever seen and I've seen a few. How exciting.
After being in the mountains for over three weeks, it was nice to be back in the wide open spaces. There were lots of bright yellow fields that we believe are Canola fields. All the green fields look really lush and the further south we got, the flatter the land became. Also as we approached the border, it became increasingly hazy like there may be a forest fire down this way as well. Hopefully we will find a place to spend the night in St. Mary and do Going-to-the-Sun Road tomorrow.
We made it through customs about 2:30 with no problem. There were about twenty cars ahead of us when we got there and at least twice that trying to get into Canada. When we got within a few cars, an agent came out and opened a new lane for us. The clearance was 13'1' (we are 12'8") and he didn't want to take a chance that we would hit.
By three we were at Johnson's Campground where we had spent a couple of nights last month. The guy was about to give us his last site when the woman standing next to him said the sites were all gone. We asked if they had any idea where we might park and told them we didn't need any facilities. He took Ted on the golf cart to look at a sight way down back past the tenting areas to see if we could get the motorhome down there. Ted thought we could so here we are. While waiting, they said the smoke was from forest fires in Washington State, not Glacier.
We spent the next couple of hours looking at e-mail and Facebook and talking to Bill and Lois on the phone before going back to the Johnson restaurant for dinner On our way to the restaurant we met a car with Maine license plates. After dinner we went for a walk to look for the Maine car. It was the wife and daughter of a guy Ted was on the ski patrol with at Sugarloaf. Small, small world. For dinner Ted had the Bear Attack. It is a surprise meal that the chef throws together and not even the wait staff knows what it will be. It turned out to be ham, cheese, egg and hollandaise sandwiched between two huge, thick pancakes. He said it was great but had almost half of it left over. Pancakes for breakfast tomorrow!!
While I started working on catching up our blog and Ted was sitting across from me using his computer, he looked up and said, "Oh my god, look at that". A big brown colored black bear was sitting on top of the dumpster less than a hundred feet away trying to lift the top. He worked at it awhile before getting down and ambling off into the woods behind us. It was the largest black bear I have ever seen and I've seen a few. How exciting.
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| Pulling up the plywood lid |
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