Saturday we hiked to Cracker Lake in Many Glacier. If you've hiked to this lake you know that it is a beautiful turquoise alpine lake surrounded on 3 sides by a cirque. You also know that it is 5.6 miles one way. We almost made it. This was quite an adventure, hiking in a misty rain the entire way (we were prepared for it) which made part of the trail oozing with mud. Couldn't avoid just walking in it and Gayle slipped and fell twice, me once.) We saw three grizzlys high on a mountain ledge and they were far enough away that we did not feel threatened. I wore my "bearbells" to alert the bears of our presence. They are three cow bells at varying lengths on a rope, and get clipped to my packback. They have a pleasant chime to them as I walk, and the other hikers that we saw would always remark about them. :) This adventure was not without it's challenges. We had a bridge to get over, with raging water from the creek, which was more like a river, inches under it, and to get to the bridge one had to climb up and over a boulder. No other way. It was harder for me than for Gayle, and much easier going back. THEN I noticed the ridges in the rock for my feet. A HUGE ice field kept us from getting to Cracker Lake. It was on a mountainside. It was raining. One slip and you could find yourself slipping w-a-y down the mountain in the rushing water. That's where I drew the line.
Sunday I wondered what ever could top the adventures that we had experienced thus far? What special surprises would unveil themselves? Little did I know that the best was yet to come. Sunday it was hot and very sunny - so sunny the only place to be was in the shade of the forest. It was where I did not want to be. We went to Church in Columbia Falls in the morning, and ventured out in the afternoon to McDonald Falls where we watched a duck. It seemed he wanted desperately to get to the other side of the raging creek. He'd jump in from a rock, but couldn't swim across and eventually would get out of the water, rest a few minutes, then try it again.
Wher'es Waldo? |
Looking back to the boat dock and Apgar Village |