Going-to-the-sun

Though I have revisions waiting to be done on one book, and another book to be written by December 1, I am still on holiday (or in denial, depending on how you look at it). This week my family drove from Calgary to our new cottage in Polson Montana. One way to get there is by driving through Glacier National Park on the Going-to-the-sun Road. It starts at St. Mary, Montana and ends at the town of West Glacier, about 53 miles. If you ever come this way, it will probably be the slowest 53 miles you ever drive. And the most beautiful. Driving this road is like taking a spectacular mountain hike in a car. First you start driving alongside a beautiful lake and forested roads.

Slowly you rise until you are skimming mountain tops and taking in breathtaking views with vertigo challenging drops just feet from the edge of the road. We stopped for a hike at Logan's Pass, which marks the continental divide. The hike took in some fabulous vistas, but what we got the biggest kick out of were the mountain goats. I've seen them before in the Rocky Mountains of Alberta, but I've never been this close before!

photo courtesy of Tessa Binnion

Ah, these lovely final days of summer. What are you doing to enjoy them? (And what work are you putting off to do so?)