It was the summer of 2015. August in particular. A very HOT August, in fact when we arrived at our campsite near Glacier National Park. The sky around us was hazed and the faint smell of smoke lingered about.
Forest fires. They were in full force we learned from the camp host. “But ya never know how the weather’s gonna be – some days we wake up to blue skies and other days it’s a smoke fest that’ll make yer eyes water – and then again, we get days with a little of ’em both.”
Seems that was the case for us. Beautiful blue skies followed by smoky haze the further up the mountain we drove. Then, at the top? Blue skies. Needless to say, it was quite an adventure and a stunning (heart racing) one at that ♥
Notes from the trip:
The “Going To The Sun Road,” was ridiculously frightening for me. And for B. And especially for hubby. We drove the truck, which happens to be 22′ feet long — never ever again. Okay, scratch that — maybe I would do it again, but only in one of those red tour buses.
Speaking of the red tour buses – the drivers are seriously talented folk who clearly have no fear of heights. I mean. Wow. Just wow.
Traveling with a little fur baby puts limits on places you can go within the National Park, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way ♥