The sign posts took us to Glacier this summer. We saw moose and bear and bison, etc. Good to get out and see the country. Look at the mountains. And generally just good to get out...out of your normal routine. Can be challenging, but change is always good. Sometimes it can give you new perspective. We tent camped our way across the west. At times it was cold and wet. We traveled approximately 3700 miles give or take a hundred. Tyler, Tara and myself hiked to the Grinelle Glacier. Saw where it used to be and where it is now. About 25% of its formal self. Along the way we encountered a cranky, rather large moose. It mock charged our little group 3 times. The moose did not like it that I stumbled over a pile of rocks. We backed up on the trail and waited for the moose to saunter away. It was foggy and chilly that morning and a light layer of fresh snow covered leaves and grass. Our view of the valley was obscured by a milky blindness. A little erie. Added to the suspense of the moose encounter. More Later...
The more is much later. Seems like an eternity ago. When I think back to the vacation, I want to be back there. Seems a world away. So different from our day to day. An escape. A resbit. Oh how I want to go back. I do wonder what it is like there this very minute. Whether it has grown quiet and secluded and desolate. Whether the bear miss us. The land returns to its former self. Recalls a forever time when change came slow and no one noticed. Rest well former friend.
