Saturday July 12, 2008 - Polson, Montana
Nothing like a brisk morning to get you up and about! I knew that the temperature had dropped when I got up in the middle of the night to add a sweat shirt to my PJ ensemble! Burrrrrr! I looked over at our thermometer which glowed in the dark and saw a whopping 36 degrees staring back at me!!! By the time that we got out of bed at 9am it had warmed up to a balmy 65 degrees. The cold snap had passed.
We broke camp after breakfast and ventured up the road through Missoula and into the Mission
Valley of Montana's western region. Little towns like Pablo, Ronan and St. Ignatius dotted the rural countryside of the fertile basin. Magnificent peaks bordered the farmland as we criss-crossed over the Clark River while moving northward. Once again our heavy tow slowed us to a crawl over mountain passes, but allowed us to enjoy the scenery a little longer.
We are beginning to see more and more license plates from California, Oregon, Washington and Idaho. We have definitely arrived in the west, with more people showing a certain curiosity for our Florida license plates...like, "what are you doing all the way up here?" ...Everyone has a story.
The town of Polson, Montana was our destination and sits at the southwest entrance to Flathead Lake. The lake itself is the largest lake west of the Mississippi River. The Lake is the shared homeland of the Confederated Salish and Kootenai Tribes. Each road sign had both the English and Tribal words spelled out which was kind of cool!
As we made our way down the last hill on Hwy 93, we could see the beautiful turquoise waters of the lake, and the backdrop of the steep Mission Mountains and Ponderosa Pines (the state tree) of the area.
The campground was a cement RV timeshare with a few overnight sites available for a premium price. The park sits on a cliff with a steep path down to the river where a dock is available for use.
The area was good for boaters, but not for fly fishing or people wanting a more natural setting. The best thing about the RV park is it's short walking distance across a bridge and into the town of Polson...and that means exercise and OK...maybe ice cream for Bruce!
The campground was a cement RV timeshare with a few overnight sites available for a premium price. The park sits on a cliff with a steep path down to the river where a dock is available for use.
The area was good for boaters, but not for fly fishing or people wanting a more natural setting. The best thing about the RV park is it's short walking distance across a bridge and into the town of Polson...and that means exercise and OK...maybe ice cream for Bruce!
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