Have you ever run out of adjectives to describe the beauty that surrounds you? That's how we found ourselves on our most recent camping trip in Glacier National Park. We used "spectacular, magnificent, incredible, majestic". At times, it felt that only "wow" was fitting for vistas that are almost indescribable.
One of my nephews joined us, and between the two of us, we snapped hundreds of photos! Don't worry - we won't make you scroll through them all, subjecting you to the famed family vacation slide shows! But I will split the trip in half to make it a bit more manageable for me and palatable for you. Here we go!
Chief Mountain Trailhead sits in the far northeast corner of the Park; from the parking lot, you can see the border entry into Canada. Waterton Lakes National Park lies to the northwest. One day, the border will re-open and the orange cones blocking the highway will disappear! Fortified by blueberries and graham crackers with peanut butter (no restaurants were open for breakfast), we left other hikers behind, and headed south, into the Belly River area of Glacier. We had been told by friends about the stunning landscape, and we were not disappointed.
The trail begins in heavy forest, but soon opens to alpine meadows blanketed with a bounty of wildflowers. Sticky purple geranium. White geranium. Campion. Paintbrush. Bedstraw. Mariposa Lily. Aspen fleabane. Fireweed. Clover. Alumroot. Death Camas. Yellow Columbine. Groundsel. Harebell. Showy locoweed. Prairie smoke. Cow parsnip.
As we shot the scenery, we commented often that the pictures didn't do it justice. The human eye can capture the macro and the micro, simultaneously. Believe me when I tell you that this meadow was awash with flowers!
After 2 hours and 21 minutes, 6 miles and 150 feet of elevation gain, we reached Gable Creek Campground, our home for the night. To reserve campsites in the backcountry, one has to make advance reservations or show up at the office in the morning and take what is available. In our case, we submitted our request on line on March 15, and we received approval on April 5. Gable Creek has 5 campsites; since we arrived relatively early, we snagged the largest, which easily accommodated our two tents. (Can you see me sitting to the left of the orange tent?)
We had a free afternoon, so we explored a bit after we set up the tents and secured the food on the bear hang. The Belly River ranger station is located less than a half mile from the campground, and we sought out the park ranger on duty. (When we checked in at the backcountry office, they told us that our exit route, through the Ptarmigan Tunnel, was not going to be possible; the tunnel was still closed! But, they expected it to open well before our exit date.) And sure enough, the ranger confirmed that the Tunnel had been opened. Whew!
We saw many hikers in this area, including someone I knew from volunteering at the Food Bank! All this way and I run into someone I know!
The pasture fencing around the ranger station was extensive, and I loved the element in our photos.
Dinner featured spaghetti for my nephew and beef stroganoff for Man with Hat and me. Gathered around the campfire and cooking area was a motley crew - a couple from New Hampshire, two guys from California hanging with a fellow from Montana, and a hilarious couple from Minnesota. After dinner, a German couple arrived and said a grizzly had blocked their path on the way to Cosley Lake campground. "Is there room for us?" There was a spare campsite, but we would have made room for them regardless! We closed the night with a few hands of Gin - Nephew 2, Me 1, Man with Hat 0.
We carried on to the foot of Glenns Lake; from that vantage point, the views were obscured by the massive grove of sycamores. Another day, we might travel onward and explore destinations with intriguing names such as Mokowanis Junction and Stoney Indian Lake. For now, we retraced our steps, with Chief Mountain towering in the distance and two bald eagles circling overhead. At Cosley Lake, we took a right turn for the river crossing.
When we reached the foot of Elizabeth Lake, we dropped our packs and put our feet in the water - aahhh. It was not our final objective, but all three of us needed a break! Fortunately, the remaining 1.6 miles to the head of the lake and our campground was quick. We put up the tents and were mobbed by flies! As rapidly as possible, we completed the task, hung our food and headed to the lake. Typically, flies and mosquitoes don't bother you when you are out in the open. The rock/sand bar below became our beach for the next day and a half.
We could hear a loon calling as we went back to the food prep area and made our dinners. Although the campground has four sites, only one other couple (from Brooklyn) joined us.
One of the benefits of summer camping in the far North is the length of the days. We still had plenty of light for the men to continue fishing. Personally, I was hoping for a moose sighting!
Given that my nephew is new to fly-fishing, Man with Hat provided occasional advice. No sooner had Man with Hat said "Can I give you a fishing tip?" than my nephew hooked a large grayling!
Here is a video of my nephew (almost) bringing in a fish.
(The strange sound you hear in the background is Spousal Unit blowing up his pack raft. That evening, it was still too windy for the raft, but that didn't stop them from catching numerous fish.) Ducks flew in for the night, a frog hopped from the water into the willows, and a raptor did his own fishing in the lake. I sighed a happy, contented sigh. And tried to think of words to describe the joy on my nephew's face.
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...you live is a neverlonging photo-op, so much beauty!ReplyDelete
yes, it is hard to describe such a nature. You have to be there, see it, feel it. This is the kind of nature I can only dream of. We have mountains up north but they are much different from what you have. Much softer, probably due to the iceage long ago. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
Beautiful landscape to be in.ReplyDelete
The beauty of your area never ceases to amaze!!!ReplyDelete
You are so right, Angie, there are no words to describe the splendour of the landscapes you hiked through. A truly gorgeous post overflowing with breathtaking photos.ReplyDelete
How wonderful to share your camping adventure with your nephew! I know the area you were in as we drove all the way up to Waterton in Canada on our visit to Glacier and passed impressive Chief Mountain!ReplyDelete
Having access to natural landscapes and beautiful surroundings is truly a blessing. Are you seeing any affects from all the wildfires in the west? My Denver boy said they had really smokey skies a couple of days last week.ReplyDelete
What a wonderful backpack trip. The views of the mountains, lakes and waterfalls are just gorgeous. I love all the wildflowers.
Beautiful collection of photos. Take care, have a great new week!
The beauty you discovered is no exaggeration. Wow. After months of disease, fire and floods, it is almost strange to realize this side of life still exists!ReplyDelete
What an amazing place this is, Angie! A slice of paradise right here on earth. We live on such a beautiful planet and we do our utmost to ruin it...ReplyDelete
Looks like you are making the most of summertime at Glacier. It's all that people say it is. Lord willing we'll visit some summer in the future. Your gathering of other backpackers sounded fun. Happy end of July to you!ReplyDelete
So beautiful! The waterfall is amazing!ReplyDelete
What a lovely spot to camp!!! The mountains are so beautiful and that swinging bridge, very cool, though I'm not good crossing them lol...I'm such a wimp! I haven't been fishing in years since my bf went vegetarian...I miss it! :)ReplyDelete
We have a few more words in German than in English, but I think WOW or WOW-WOW-... describes it quite well! (When we were in Bryce Canyon a few years ago, "WOW-WOW-WOW" was also the rapture expression of MY choice ;-)) Yes, it's true, we share a love of mountains and flowers ... Really a breathtaking landscape where you can hike, enjoy and relax. Nice that the men were able to celebrate fishing successes too! :-)
Thank you very much for your three lovely comments on my previous Mosaic links! Today I have more poppy fields for you ;-)
All the best, Traude
How beautiful! Have a good week.ReplyDelete
Stunning indeed! I certainly can't find the words to say how beautiful.ReplyDelete
Sorry -- hit enter too soon -- I did want to say I very much liked what you said about the eye seeing macro and distant at the same time -- that the camera cannot capture at all.ReplyDelete
Wow!! Such an amazing place to be. Thanks for taking us along.ReplyDelete
You all look like professional hikers in your garb (which I think you are by now) and do you know the name of EVERY flower there is? lol Beautiful photos and a great post!ReplyDelete
PS: Thank you for hosting, Angie!ReplyDelete
I'm sorry. We had no electricity and therefore now my late comment here...ReplyDelete
What an adventure and I enjoyed reading, Angie. And of course I like the many captures. To read such a report is for me some little Holiday, because we stay here, without flights in any countrie. It's okay, we have a beautiful nature around us.
The very best of summer!ReplyDelete
Another wonderful trip Angie. The bog orchid is amazing, so unusual. It seems that even in the wild of North America there's a Jobsworth looking to make trouble for no reason. Sabotage was called for I think.ReplyDelete
What an adventure you had!! The scenery you saw, the camping, wildflowers and even the crunchy back country ranger. Amazing time.ReplyDelete
what gorgeous images! Lucky you!ReplyDelete
What an amazing journey and adventure. I've never camped, but enjoyed yours!ReplyDelete
I came back to read about this hike! Looks like perfect weather and amazing views! Love that white flower too!ReplyDelete
Lovely post and photographs.
All the best Jan