Day 32 - Clarkston, WA to White Salmon, WA (aka Hood River, OR)

We got an early start to minimize the driving we had to do in the heat of the day -- although it was still plenty hot while we were driving!  We headed down towards Pendleton, OR and then for the Columbia River.   Our goal for the night was Hood River, OR -- where my dad was raised.  We ended up across the river in White Salmon, WA because there weren't any private campgrounds in Hood River.  It's so close that it feels like the same town . . . just in a different state! 

Pendleton is a pretty sleepy town but we were hoping to get Greg a nice wool shirt for cold mountain weather.  We found the perfect one that fit him great.  We figure he'll break it in while we are on the Oregon Coast.  

One of the most interesting things we saw was an forest farm.  They grow a special fast-growing poplar and harvest them for specific purposes.  The trees are all in rows like an orchard but they are harvested for wood.  It's pretty amazing and huge.  

The Columbia River Gorge is utterly beautiful.  Above Hood River, it's very desert-y and below Hood River, there are many more trees.  The river itself is huge and deep and lovely.  In the Hood River area, under the watchful eye of Mt Hood, kite surfers fill the river with color and life.  

After we settled in our campground, we went to have dinner at a great little brew pub in Hood River.  We had great food and really enjoyed looking out over the town and the river.  Gage and I even got in a game of Cribbage (although Gage gets so much "help" from Greg that I feel like I am playing him instead!).  

After dinner, we got some ice cream (mmmmm, Huckleberry ice cream!!!) and then took a drive down to the water.  These paddleboarders were coming in -- I enjoyed their passenger!  

Hood River is such a cool town.  We'll have to come back when we can spend more time here.  

Day 31 - Missoula, MT to Clarkston, WA

We got an early start out of Missoula.  We planned to take another byway (of course).  Highway 12 out of Missoula crosses the state of Idaho and ends up in Clarkston (or near enough to nevermind).  What a beautiful drive!

We love byways!

Driving into the storm.

Idaho is a beautiful state.

At lunch, we stuck our feet in the Clearwater River.  

It was windy and hilly the whole way -- more than we anticipated -- but, Greg is used to driving on roads like that and it was so beautiful along Lolo Creek that we didn't mind.  We drove into a storm as we drove over the Bitterroots -- lots of rain and even some thunder and lightning which was exciting.  Eventually, as we came down the other side, the sky turned blue and it got warm.  We ended up travelling along the beautiful Clearwater River that travels across Idaho.

The border between Idaho and Washington runs down the Snake River.

The twin cities of Lewiston and Clarkston were our destination for the night.  We found a great little campground at a marina on the Snake River and restocked on groceries.

Day 30 - Glacier National Park to Missoula, MT

Leaving Glacier was painful.  It is so beautiful and there is always more to do there.  It's a long way to get to Glacier but so worth it.

We had lots of choices on our route but decided that we'd go down to Missoula.  We decided to take a byway (we love those!) along Flathead Lake.  What an amazing, huge lake!  We drove down the eastern side of the lake where much of the land is filled with cherry orchards. Unfortunately, the roads were tiny so stopping and getting fresh cherries right from the orchard wasn't easy and we decided to skip it for the day.  It was a beautiful drive though.

Missoula is a college town and has lots going on there.  We had dinner at Fuddruckers -- yum!  As we walked up to the restaurant, we realized that we'd eaten there two years ago too -- and yes, we sat at the same table!

We had hoped to stay at a nice little campground that got great reviews but it was full when we stopped there.  We ended up just down the street at another Jellystone Park.  It was nicer than the one in Colorado and a good overnight stop for us.  They had a pool and nice restrooms so it wasn't a complete loss!

Day 29 - Glacier National Park (US) and Waterton National Park (Canada)

Glacier National Park is half of a Peace Park with Waterton National Park in Canada.  There is a lovely drive that goes up to Waterton.  We drove up there and met some very polite people there although no one apologized to us.

The Millers in Canada!  

Waterton is in Alberta province.  The fascinating thing about this park is that there is a village in the middle of it.  So beautiful.  We had a lovely lunch there and then did a little shopping.  We took a drive in the park up to a lovely lake.

What a cute village! 

We didn't kayak here but lots of people were enjoying the water.

And then headed back to the US.  This is the second time we've done a "run to the border" for a day trip to Canada.  The border guards on both sides are so surprised that someone would drive to another country for lunch.  Well, that's just us . . . we're unusual that way!

If you get up to Glacier, we highly recommend that you make a day trip up there, too!  Even if you get strange looks from the border guards.

Day 28 - Glacier National Park

Our site at Glacier

Ruth turned 14 today.  We had french toast for breakfast.  Love it when we have a family birthday.  Yummy breakfasts!

We went out on Two Medicine Lake.  Near the campground, there is a camp store and a small rental marina. The kids were in kayaks and Greg and I shared a canoe.  First of all, canoes are very tippy -- at least this one was.  It was crazy.  We did not dump into the icy glacier-fed lake but we really felt that if we sneezed the wrong way, we'd be swimming!

Gage getting set in his kayak.

Ruth was a kayaking machine. 

Off she goes!

They've kayaked before in the Sierras so they are old pros!

The lake was so lovely!

It was so beautiful on the lake.  We had some sore shoulders when we were done but everyone agreed that it was worth it.

After lunch, we took a long drive.  Glacier Park has an amazing road called the Going to the Sun Road.  It goes through the heart of the park, over a dramatic pass, past two enormous glacier-made (and fed) lakes.

These are some Big Horn Sheep hanging out on a glacier.

The mountains are so beautiful. 

As you can see, I was totally dressed for hiking on a glacier!

We stopped at the pass and walked up on to one of the glaciers.  I hadn't planned to climb the glacier myself but then I heard someone walking by talking about the Rocky Mountain Goat that was up there and off I went.  Greg and the kids were up there and saw it first.  The goat was heading back down towards me at the same time they were heading down as well.  I got some good pictures and then the goat decided to cross the path that all the people were on. Wow.

Hey there, you old goat!  

I have to say that I wasn't overly impressed with many of the other people on glacier that day.  From the guy who was stalking up to the goat to snap a close-up picture to the several people who ignored the "no dogs" signs and brought their dogs up to the glacier where the goat was tromping around.  Argh . . .


Anyway, once we were on the road again, we were pretty impressed with the scenery.  The road was under construction which was cool because we were stopped for about 20 minutes at the Weeping Wall.  The water just seeps out of the cliff face.  It's beautiful and amazing.  Flowers were growing on the rocks and the water was so cold!  

Watching creeks and rivers appear right out of the mountain.

Yes, that's the road you see cutting up that mountain.

The drive was truly spectacular.   And the best part was that at the end, we turned around and did it again.  As we drove, we were, of course, looking for wildlife along the way. We'd seen one of the species we'd really hoped for at Glacier (Rocky Mountain Goat) but still hadn't seen a Moose.  Imagine our glee when Gage shouted . . . "A MOOSE!!!!"  Greg pulled a u-turn and then another and we pulled over to see not one, but two moose.  Wow!

Moose!

Moosen!

It was a really special day . . . Happy birthday, little girl! 

There's the birthday girl with her proud dad.

Day 27 - Havre, MT to Glacier National Park

We were so anxious to get to Glacier.  None of us has ever been to this park but we've heard so much about how wonderful it is.  The drive from Havre to Glacier was hot and long.

Much of it is inside the Blackfoot Indian Reservation.  We passed several historical markers and -- when we had 3G -- we'd check the story behind the sites.  Some of the stories made us so sad -- the Baker Massacre, for instance.  Sometimes, telling your children about the history of the United States is a very hard thing to do.

Still, seeing the glacier covered peaks getting bigger and bigger and clearer and clearer was very exciting.  

We had decided to stay at Two Medicine campground with is sort of like a separate park to the south of the main park.  It was quieter and we were glad we made that our base.  We got there and got a site with a view of the water (there are three lakes that make up the Two Medicine group).  

Gage and I went down to the water to see how cold it was . . . and it was cold ... as you can see below!  

We were really impressed with that evening's program at the campground.  A Blackfoot musician, Jack Gladstone,  and his friend came and performed.  The performance was a combination of storytelling, his views on history and religion, and his original songs.  It was fantastic!  He founded the program "Native America Speaks" that has lasted about 30 years at Glacier!  If you get a chance to hear Jack Gladstone perform . . . do it!  

Day 26 - Glasgow, MT to Havre, MT

We packed up and got ready in the morning and then drove the motorhome down into Glasgow to a car wash place we'd seen.  We washed both the motorhome and our car.  They looked SO much better when that was done.  Then, we got some Dairy Queen for lunch and ate near the elementary school in town.  Pretty, shady, quiet.

We were killing time.  Stu at Tire-rama expected our tires to arrive around 1pm on UPS so shortly after 1, we headed over there.  They weren't there yet but we hung out and shot the breeze with Stu in the cool air conditioning until they arrived.  They put the two new tires on my car and we were off.

We drove down the High Line of Montana.  When the railroads went in, this was the line that ran across the top of Montana and thus, it was called the High Line or Hi-Line as some signs had it.  It's pretty country.  Top of the plains, lots of ranches and open spaces.

Our goal for the night was Havre, Montana.  It is pronounced "have-er" like "do you want to have 'er now or have 'er later?"

Oh yes, we crack ourselves up sometimes.

We found a good overnight rv park where Greg was able to get a couple of hours of work in.  The kids got to swim.  I did laundry.  It was a good overnight.  We are excited to be close to Glacier.

Day 25 - Glasgow, MT

Another hot day in Glasgow today.  We’ve had some road damage to our cars and wanted to get some of it fixed today -- the FMC has two chips in the windshield and we don’t want them to get worse so we went to AAA Glass in Glasgow and they fixed the chips for us.  We were going to take the car too so we could drive around and maybe visit the museum as we waited for the chip repair.  Unfortunately, my car had a flat tire when we went out to start it.  Ouch.  

Later in the day, we changed to the spare and drove over to Tire-rama where Stu helped us out.  He didn’t have our size in stock but ordered them to be UPSed by tomorrow so we can get on our way.  We may end up spending a third night in Glasgow between the tire repair and the fact that Greg has a conference call in the afternoon -- cell coverage isn’t as reliable in northern Montana as it was in the southern part of the state and in the Dakotas.  

We had dinner at Eugene’s again -- chicken dinner this time.  Delicious!  We got 3 pieces of fried chicken, salad, jo-jo’s, dinner rolls, and ice cream for less than $10.  The kids had pizza again and ate every bite!  What a great place!  I’m glad I bought a tee-shirt from them so I’ll remember them fondly!

Day 24 - TRNP - North Unit, Walford City, ND to Glasgow, MT

So, Walford City, ND is a boom town.  Instead of a gold rush, they are experiencing an oil rush.  The Bakken oil field may end up being bigger than Prudoe Bay and the boom is on.    Lots of young workers have shown up in their pickups to work and the community is dealing with it as best they can by providing housing in the form of trailer/rv parks in numbers you can’t quite believe.  As we continued north towards Williston, ND, it only got worse.  More and more and more oil boom.  To be fair, we saw lots of signs of how it’s helping the community -- lovely new city parks with new playground equipment show clearly how the financial life of the whole community is being lifted up but the social changes must be quite a shock.  

Housing and services in North Dakota

New housing springing up all over the place -- some of it nicer than others; none of it substantial

Big signs about the "Housing" -- these are a bunch of small, white trailers

We were relieved to turn west and cross into Montana.  The boom hasn’t hit there (yet?) and we were back to quite ranchland and tiny ranch towns again. We were traveling on a Sunday and guess what . . . Nothing but nothing is open on a Sunday.  Even driveins and diners are usually closed on Sundays.  

We were so glad to find that Scoops Drivein in Culbertson, MT was open that we didn’t even mind waiting for a table and our food.  Everyone was there.  I know it’s the day of rest and all but the local restaurants are missing a bet . . . The few that are open clean up on Sundays!  

We drove through the Fort Peck Indian Reservation -- their biggest town is Wolf Point which is home to a famous rodeo . . . That my mom remembers going to back in the day!  It’s this coming weekend but, no, we aren’t staying around to watch it! 

We pulled in to Glasgow and checked out two of the three campgrounds in town.  We ended up choosing the Cottonwood Inn & RV Park because it had 50 amp service so we could run our air conditioning (it’s 98 during the day here) and it had a pool for the kids!  

We got settled, got the AC running, and headed out to explore town.  We couldn’t find the Penny’s where my mom glanced at the bank of TVs and learned about JFK’s assassination but we did enjoy the charming downtown.  Then, we headed north to where the Glasgow Air Force Base used to be.  

I was born in Glasgow, MT in March of 1964.  My father, Jack Donaldson, was stationed there with a fighter wing for about 3 years.  My mother, a young bride, had two kids, 17 months apart.  We left when I was around 3 and my dad was transferred to a base in England.  I don’t remember living in Glasgow but I’ve got images in my head from pictures that we saw.  

I didn’t know what to expect.  I’ve driven around the abandoned parts of Fort Ord near Monterey (here are some pictures I took there -- http://www.flickr.com/photos/lizalee/sets/72157630507181648/ ) but I know the weather is much harsher in Montana than in Monterey!  We thought there was a decent chance that nothing would be there.  But, as we got close to where we thought it was, we saw some buildings and trees and sure enough, there it is.  A town in the middle of the prairie -- it’s been renamed St Marie, Montana and there are people living out there trying to make a go of it.  

I say trying because they aren’t completely successful.  Evidently, the developers who bought the buildings from the Air Force ran out of funding and a lot of the buildings are not lived in.  There are two homeowners associations and much of the property is well cared for but much of it is completely abandoned and falling to ruin.  We saw swallows flying into buildings with missing doors and zipping out of sight down hallways.  

Tower at former Glasgow AFB

This is the hospital where I was born in 1964

Love the post-modern detailing on the front door

Some of the houses are in better repair and many are being lived in

Avenue H - we lived on this street when I was born

Avenue H housing

We drove around for a while and then drove back to where we had cell service and I called my mom to find out if she could remember addresses . . . Just one street name.  We lived on Avenue H for awhile.  We did find that street and took some pictures but . . .  Who knows.  We found the hospital where I was born.  It’s abandoned and falling apart.  The runway, hangers, tower, and similar buildings are being used by Boeing as a research facility so they are in good repair.  

We found a resident who talked to us about it and was as nice as he could be.  He recommended a couple of restaurants in town and we ended up eating at Eugene’s Pizza which was established in 1962 -- wonder if I was ever there as a child.  The owners are really nice brothers who made me feel like an honored native daughter!  Everyone we’ve talked to here has been great.  

Day 23 - TRNP - North Unit, Walford City, ND

We had a leisurely morning.  We weren’t sure what we were going to do.  There is a 2 hour scenic drive through the South Unit - where we were - and we thought we might do that drive and then stay one more night there but ultimately we decided to pack up after we did the drive and then go to the North Unit near Walford City, ND.  

The park campground doesn’t have electric hookups and allows campers to run their generators.  To be fair, we ran ours for 10 minutes to brew my coffee but one of our neighbors ran their generator all day and well past the 8pm cut-off time.  We hoped it would be quieter at the northern unit.  

The drive was beautiful -- we saw some lovely scenery, wild horse (near our campsite!) and buffalo in the distance.  

Wild Horse in our campground.  Bison roam there too but I'm kind of glad we saw the horses!

It's not as dangerous as it looks but she likes to climb to the top!  Future Peak Bagger?

Father and son exploring . . . 

The Bad Lands of North Dakota's Theodore Roosevelt National Park

Another wild horse at TRNP - South Unit

Then we headed north.  

North Dakota is experiencing an oil boom and it is changing the nature of the state.  There are definitely good changes and not so good ones.  It’s fascinating to drive along this lovely ranch land and see an oil well working away.  More troubling are the huge gas burn-offs lighting up the sky, visible for miles.  We drove north seeing more and more signs of the changing nature of North Dakota. 

What the frac?

We definitely made the right call on going to the North Unit though -- it was quieter and prettier than the busier South Unit (which is right on Highway 94).  We enjoyed their loop drive.  Ruth and I went into Walford City to by groceries and we settled in for a quiet night of playing cards.  Cribbage is our family game of choice and this time, the girls won.  Unlike when the boys win, we did not get a stuff skunk and “spray” it at the losers!