We then headed NORTH. It was a pretty drive with some haze and in a short while we saw the Mission Range in the distance. We followed it for the rest of the drive
and then came to Flathead Lake. It is a huge body of water... 27 mi long and 15 mi wide. It is a natural lake, slightly larger than Lake Tahoe. We followed the lake until
we approached Glacier National Park. Our campground, the West Glacier KOA, is beautiful. Only 2 miles from the Park entrance, it has every amenity , including a restaurant, pool, hot tubs and flowers everywhere. We chose a premium site and it was worth every penny. It has a table for 6 with large umbrella and a shiny new gas grill. It is paved and has a firepit with benches. I've decided that I am going to live here for the rest of the season (it closes in 2 weeks ) !
It was a beautiful warm day and while the driver took a nap, I continued my read of "A River Runs Through It". A neighbor came over to remark on our very large MH. She and her husband are in a small rental RV and are from the UK. They are used to small caravans and she was fascinated by all the large and varied types here. After the driver's nap, I gave her a quick tour and she called it 'palatial', which compared to small British vans, I guess it is.



Altho tempted to just sit and enjoy the ambiance of our site, we opted to drive over to the Lake McDonald Lodge in the Park....a short few miles. We have the Golden Eagle senior pass for which we paid $10 several years ago. It is the best bargain ever and gets us into all Federal parks and landmarks. It is no longer sold according to the website. Anyway, it saved us about $25 as we passed thru the entrance.






Today we will head out for more exploring and I will use the real camera. The iPhone works very well much of the time and is so handy but I can do better with scenery and distant shots with the Canon.
It is 45 degrees this morning but will get into the 80's. The tent campgrounds are full and I feel guilty waking up to hot coffee and an electric fireplace when they are wearing wool and using an outhouse. I remember tent camping and while it had its appeal (I won't go into detail on that aspect), it isn't fun to change a soggy diaper or find a tree for a little boy in the middle of the cold night. Nor to hear strange sounds and the imagination takes hold and suddenly bears are about to attack and herds of deer are going to run amok. Maybe getting old has it's benefits after all..............
Now you're cookin'! Brings me a smile, so keep up the good travels.
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