"There are two ways to learn lessons in life, the first is by observing and learning from the behavior of
other folks and second is by getting hit in the face with a 2 x 4 yourself. Both will help you learn the lesson,
but one is certainly less painful."
~ Jefe Smith from his book, LIFE, AMERICA and the ROAD

Glacier Park

The glaciers are retreating, but the ice-melt waterfalls are still everywhere

The wind was so bad the day after my storm encounter at Wolf Springs, Montana that I only rode half a day before calling it quits. Riding at 65 to 70 mph into a solid 50 mph head wind had the bike tossing from side to side and sucking gas like a starving Yellowstone buffalo calf. The next day dawned sunny and cold and I set out for Glacier National Park. I had planned on stopping to see the Plains Indians Museum on Browning on the way, but naturally, with my luck, the museum was closed that day. I headed up through St. Mary’s to the park.

\ At the park entrance on that sunny morning the park ranger told me I had picked the perfect day to see the park. I felt that after all the rain I had encountered on this westbound trip across the country I deserved this sunny day, but I just smiled and nodded to the ranger who probably did not care much, if at all about my rain-filled journey.

What a gorgeous national park this is, perhaps the prettiest of the many I have visited over my past 13 years of riding America. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.



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