We just cannot get enough of the gorgeous scenery.  A couple of miles from our temp. home is this field of something topped by yellow flowers.  Looks remarkably like mustard, but I don’t think it is.  Those clouds just roll by day after day, sometimes getting dark & looking fierce...and then they drop some rain.  Doesn’t last long though.  Just a few minutes worth.

Well, we’ll be checking this out for our next stage of summer travel. Last year this place was a combo mobilehome & RV park.  Something new has been added.

This will be the way we travel in the next travel stage of our lives.  It should fit in the assisted living place (above) just fine. Check out the antenna on top.  Can’t figure out where the bathroom is. Maybe there is a slideout on the opposite side.  When you’re our age, that bathroom is top priority! (Obviously, not my photo.  From the internet, sent by a friend.)

Majestic, eh?  Driving east on Hwy 35, about 4 miles from our campground.  The mountain that is about center background has a very long, thin line of snow.  In our space at the campground, I look slightly left out the windshield & am looking at that mountain.  It is an old glacier.

Here’s a look at our campsite. We had to raise our front end so high to get level that we look almost as tall as the coach next to us, which is actually 2 feet taller than us.

This pond, located behind the campsites, formed from rainwater. Not from the river, just from the excessive rain this spring.  It is already beginning to shrink.  As you look at the building behind it, which is an oversized garage, you can see how big this thing is now. A few weeks ago, 3 pairs of Canadian geese flew in to call this ‘pond’ home.  Amongst them, they produced 22 children.

By the time we arrive in Kalispell, those goslings were now juveniles. About as big as their parents with some of the adult markings.  They no longer float in the pond. At evening time, they show up for some last-of-the-day grazing.  There is ALWAYS an adult or more watching over them.  The parent stands upright & doesn’t eat or get distracted.  He or she is WATCHING for danger.  The juveniles, just like kids, pay little attention to anything but eating.

Always watchful, this guy watches over the other.  Their devotion to one another is absolute & that watchfulness saves many a life from encroaching predators.

Couldn’t have said it any better.  The coach belongs to the past president of a California chapter of Family Motor Coach Assoc. In his 2003, 36’ Country Coach Intrigue, he travels in comfort.

We visited Glacier National Park today. Apgar Village is located at the south end of Lake McDonald and this view is taken from next to a motel on the edge of the Lake. The Park’s website has a webcam located here & we watch from home as the seasons go by. We look at the webcam offerings frequently. This lake will freeze over in the winter, but not often. It did this year.  Anyway, we never tire of looking at this magnificent view in person, as a fresh breeze caresses us & the air is so fresh it almost hurts to breathe.

We had packed a picnic lunch & enjoyed it at a picnic area next to the lake.  On this calm, warm day, a kayaker slowly makes his way around the edge of the Lake & greeted us as he floated by.

I have photographed this road from many viewpoints on our different trips here, but there is always just one more picture to be taken.  This is the road that becomes Going-To-The-Sun Road. The famous road, with its hair-raising curves & cliffhanging skinny road, is famous the world over for the grandeur that it travels through. The road is commonly closed until mid-summer.  This year, the extensive snowpack & cold, and a major June landslide, have kept the road closed.

As we approach the barricades for Going-To-The-Sun road, folks are stopping to check out the river & all the debris in it.  They are standing in awe, with their cameras across their eyes as they get that great picture.  The kids look around at their parent’s request & then do what all kids (mostly boys) just have to do. Find a stone & throw it in the river.

They’re late, but they’re here.  These little flowers are the beginning of the berries (No, I don’t know what kind) that you see beginning to form next to the 2 white flowers. There are thousands of these plants & the bears love these berries.  Soon they will have them.  Better late than never, right?

Some more racing water.  So pretty as it tumbles through the rocks. It is noisy as it crashes over the rocks & splashes its way south.

Clinging precariously on a steep, rocky mountainside as it plunges down to the river below, this brave & cheery daisy plant stretches for the sunlight.  We are just beginning to see the wildflowers. They have been delayed a bit because of the extremely cold spring.

At home on steep, rocky mountainsides, these two Rocky Mountain Goats look up at us with mild curiosity.  This side of the stream has the grasses they’ve been munching on.  Now, onward to get to where they like to lick the rocks.

What’s between them & the rocks they desire is this swift moving stream so......

They nimbly jump it. I was just bustin’ with pride that I caught him midair. I have to confess that 2 others jumped & I missed the shot. Note the goat in the background.  His fur is peeling off of him. He, & the rest of them, spends a good amount of time rubbing on rocks, trees, whatever, to get that itchy fur off of himself.

Success. They made it & there is the reward. He is licking that rock. This is an area where there are steep mountains with rock formations containing minerals the goats apparently need. They gather here daily to lick rocks.

It is 85* here at Goat Lick today. The goats are uncomfortable. This one separated himself from the small group & found this spot under a tree to cool off.  Note his open mouth.  Dogs do that to cool off.  I am assuming that is what this guy is also doing.

Back at the campground:  A byproduct of the flooding that we witness every day.  The excess water weakened the sides of the riverbed. In some cases, it overwhelmed the sides & just went flowing out into fields.  As it weakened the sides of the river & sluiced away dirt, trees along the river frontage were toppled. They float down the river with regularity. They are alive. It is sad. This tree, complete with its root system is about 30 ft. long.

This 20 foot beauty is falling as I take the picture (center foreground). Look in the water behind it. That one just fell.  These Christmas tree perfect specimens disappeared down river over the next 10 minutes.  This island, across from our camp space, divides the river and is about 3 or 4 football fields long. It is losing its trees & soil at a rapid rate.  One of those football fields could disappear before summer is over.

One day a great amount of flotsam came floating down.  It was a breakup of a huge amount of debris that had been accumulating somewhere upriver.  Something caused it to break apart & here it came.

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