Well, we tried. We wanted to get to Polebridge on the west side of Glacier National Park (GNP). We followed the signs within the park, and then we were out of the park. We like to take the challenge of going off the plan and drove on. The map said that if we drove 37 more miles we would get to Canada; Polebridge was before that. Easy? No.

A sign told us that the dirt road we were about to go on was going through private property, meaning—no trespassing. That’s okay. We passed farms and rural scenery, but no livestock. Do people live here all year round? We asked a gal who lives in White Fish, she said that a lot of them only summer here. So, now I’m curious as to why so much property for living around GNP for 3 to 4 months a year!

We did take the road that was supposed to take us back into GNP at Polebridge. After enjoying a delicious cookie at a gift shop, eatery and bakery, we embarked on the dirt road, but it soon turned into the road from hell. We turned back!

That was a couple days ago. I double checked the map and saw where we made our mistake. So today, we took off to find Polebridge and Bowman Lake on the west side of  GNP. We didn’t make it. A fire had forced the rangers to close the road and campground.

After dinner we went into White Fish to experience an evening Farmer’s Market. We did buy some chocolate huckleberry jam–delicious.

I’m not going to tell you what we did next; that will be in a post a few days from now. We just keep trying! Never give up!!

Taken within the Park, this is a fen, not a meadow. A fen is a a low and marshy or frequently flooded area of land.

This is a meadow.

This devastation may have been the result of a fire that occurred in 2015.

We’re outside the park now. This guy just looked at me.

He wasn’t afraid and eventually went back to grazing.

We stopped for lunch.

These horse shoes were nailed into the steps.

Someone has a sense of humor.

One of the cabins we passed.

A close view. The feature photo is another we passed.

They sell delicious cookies here. But, I couldn’t tell you how to get there. You ave to get lost first!

Now in White Fish. We went to an evening Farmer’s Market. This band was playing.

These children were dancing to the music.

This little cutie kept dancing alone.

These windows (there were 4) were beautiful mosaics.

An up close view.

A dad and daughter at the train depot.