Greetings from Libby, Montana!
This is my first stop and access to the outside world since last week. Libby is just a stopping point on my way to somewhere else but the library had wi-fi so I thought it time to check in.
Over the last week I had a surreal experience, a truly singular adventure in Montana. Although slightly prone to dramatics for the sake of decent storytelling, I cannot over emphasize the significance of the week I spent in Polebridge, Montana. I'm only a day away from it and have not fully processed all that happened and all that I've taken from the my time there. For now, I was searching for the solitude that you find at the end of the road but then found something truly special on the outer fringe and among the souls who flourish there. More on this week later.
"The injustice of travel is having to choose to stay or go."
- read on the Outhouse wall at the North Fork Hostel
"It's never a bad idea to carry two campfire chairs, even when travelling alone."
- KC
Part III -
- Entered Glacier National Park on Tuesday 8/15, via the west entrance
- Quick trip over the bumper to bumper filled, Going to the Sun Road. Yes, you should do it. No, I probably won't do it again
- Visited the majestic lodge at Many Glacier. As scenic as GTSRoad, but less crowded
- The famous Weeping Wall, wasn't. In fact, it was rather stoic due to recent drought conditions
- Made it within 7 miles of Canada on the Chief Mountain International Highway. Fun to think desertdude & desertgirl were on this same remote road just a few weeks ago
- The drought contributed greatly to the recent fires here on the east side of the park. Over 30K acres burned, as recently as last week. Saw several areas where the highway was still black from the fire jumping the road
- So most everything on that side of the park was extremely smokey and hazey, hampering pics and contributed to making the trip into Glacier so far quite underwhelming
- Start the day with a bad attitude (generators fall under the quiet hours policy, people!) and it will ruin your day, even in Montana
- Determined to not let my piss poor attitude ruin a trip I've been wating to make for years, I sought out the most remote spot in the area I can find. Somewhere I can chill out, give the gas card a break and let the annoyance of people wear away
- About 15 miles past the end of the road is Kintla Lake. Crystal clear water, rugged mountains and a serene setting for the ravaged soul. It was here that I made a friend, who changed not only the trip itself but made a significant impact on me as well. We journeyed to Polebridge together and both found that sometimes what you thought you didn't want, is exactly what you need.
For the perv's in the group, this wasn't some weird tantric sex thing, it was more than physical satisfaction. This was some deep **** that forced me to reexamine several things in my life. You've heard of that pop psychology craptacular book
Chicken Soup for the Soul? This would be more like
River for the Soul. Actually this past week was more like "Twilight Zone meets Big Fish" with Tim Burton in the directors chair.....
Until I can put it all together, here are a few interesting things that will be a part of the story about my time in Polebridge -
- The Guardian of the North Fork of the Flathead River
- A former dude ranch, now a Hostel
- Freekbass
- Huckleberry Bearclaws
- A smoking hot Brit with an old soul
- Polebridge Electric Company
- A three legged dog
- the Northern Lights Saloon
- Clinton Ferron and friends
- A liter of Crown Royal
- A 50 year old transgendered barmaid
- the Indian Medicine Wheel
- a double rainbow
- Three Little Birds
- 2 lawyers from Cali
- a 1963 RHD Land Rover SIIA
- Aurorafest 2006
- And, I feel a little bit better....
Some pics of things I've seen -