After leaving Kalispell, it was off to Glacier National Park. I only made it 16 miles in, because the park is not fully open for the season. However what I did see on the Going To The Sun Highway was awesome, and I’d love to come back -- maybe the Hoka Hey will bring me back...hint, hint. (Hmm,..Lake Weir Living just might...)
I arrived in Helena in a thunderstorm (wouldn't have it any other way). In Helena you can't help but notice the double steeples of the Cathedral. Seeing them made me wonder if my old friend Nick still owned the Barrister Inn right next door. I called him up, and after 12 years since I last visited him, he said, "Com’on over! The live music downtown starts in a half hour.” I made it in perfect time -- of course -- and after many beers I had great nights sleep at the Inn.
Thanks, Ol’Buddy!! Yep, I could live in Montana...
(Sleep well, our Friction Zone Warrior, and may the wind be at your back.)
