Montana - Glacier National Park
A beautiful clear morning and the snow-capped mountains are glistening in the distance. 
Lots of housekeeping to do this morning, so we didn’t get on the road until
Passed through a large Indian reservation where the gas was $1.68 per gallon. Just outside the Indian reservation in
We split off route 90 west to get on a scenic route 89 north. We knew it would be a little dicey to find a campground because there was a big 250 mile gap with no campgrounds with hookup, but we decided we’d try the scenic route. About 15 miles up route 89, we start seeing road construction signs. This is a two-lane road with hardly any traffic. We were stopped by a flagman for about 15 minutes, then a “pilot car” shows up and leads our line of 5-10 cars through the construction – which doesn’t show up for maybe another five miles! We drive behind the pilot car for about 10 miles, where in two very small spots they are laying down a combination gravel/blacktop finish on the road. This is where they put down the blacktop and a bunch of gravel, roll it, and brush off the excess gravel. We lost at least 45 minutes in this mess – it could have been just a few minutes if they just went to one lane with flagmen immediately around the construction instead of using these pilot cars for 15 miles.
Saw an assortment of unusual things on the way today: A Model T ford passed us (going the other direction), a mountain man-type bearded bicyclist at about 4500 ft altitude loaded down with knapsacks on every bike surface, and windsocks next to the roadway to indicate the strength of crosswinds (this is very windy country with regular gusts up to 60 mph). We realized that we would never be able to make up the time to get to a campground at a reasonable hour, so split off and took route 12 over to
Happy Father’s Day to all you Dads. Clouds are gone – a beautiful morning. Made Jack a nice breakfast, lost his Father's Day card in the RV (don’t say it), made some Father’s Day phone calls and got on the road after gassing up at 9:45. Taking route 287 from 
Had some lunch, took a nap and set out for the visitor’s center to get the information to plan out our next few days. The center was closing, so we didn’t find out much, other than to just drive “Going to the Sun” road that goes up over the Continental Divide to
This is some of the most beautiful scenery we’ve ever seen – Jack gave it a 10 and I gave it a 9.5 only because I want to reserve some space in case 
P.S. Jack found his father’s day card that slipped behind a drawer!
Spent the day retracing the drive, but making a number of stops for viewing and taking a few walks and a relatively short hike to a waterfall. 
We drive over the pass to the other side (57 miles one way), had a picnic lunch and hiked at
Near the Pass, we had a chance to see a couple of mountain goats – we think Mom and child. Again, the pictures will have to do, because we can’t find the words to describe the incredible beauty. 
Still in Glacier. We explored the “Many Glacier” area of the park. We wished we had brought the boat up to the Many Glacier area – a perfect lake for paddling or sailing. Hiked around one of the lakes, fought the mosquitoes, had a picnic lunch and enjoyed the scenery.
In the afternoon, we went on up to the Canadian portion, called Waterton. Checked out the historic rustic lodges in each park from 1906 and 1927, respectively. Huge lobbies with all local wood building materials and fireplaces big enough to walk around in. The railroads built them to entice customers to ride the trains to the west and it worked! 
In
Stopped at a local café for dinner – the owners live here for the summer only and spend the rest of the year in southern
