| We drove "Ed" the CRV
with three kayaks on top, to Montana and back. |
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On
the drive down we took
the scenic route through
Glacier
National Park.
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Our
hotel in Fort Benton
was the towns most dis-
tinguished building. Our
charming room was on the
top floor. John our shuttle
man left us "potty" bags.
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The
peaceful view from
the hotel looked down
river to our place of de-
parture. The air was a
steamy 35 or so.
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A
kind lady in a canoeing
group snapped our picture
after our stressful packing
job. We each had several
bags of water. It was hot!
We look good eh!
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The
first stop at "Wood
Bottom" offered a little
welcome shade. We took
a dip to cool off. A breeze
picked up and clouds
moved in. We found the
"real" site the next day.
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"There's
a storm coming!"
We raced to this site at
Coal
Banks Landing and
rushed to get the tents up
before the storm hit. Hit it
did! Dinner was delayed
while we sat inside waiting
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Never
a dull moment along
the river banks. Every turn
brought a fresh set of
amazing shapes. These
nests facinated us. What
are they?
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Surely
these were built by
insects but no, they are
colonies of cliff
swallows.
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| "About 10 minutes,"
Wayne said. My poncho went on an sure enough the wind pounded and
rain hit with a vengeance. We pulled in and rafted.
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Unusual land
features were given tell-tale names like "Citadel Rock", "Steamboat
Rock", "Dark Butte", "The Wall", "White Cliffs" or Deadman Rapids
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The "Hole in the
Wall" campsite had shelter to protect us from the 50mph winds. It
took two to stake a tent. Dishes threatened to lift off.
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In the evening
after the wind had settled we set off across the desert to climb to the
"Hole"
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A view from the
Hole-in- the-Wall. Does it get any better than this?
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Peaking through the
hole; a very photographed spot.
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Wonderful
shapes confront you from every side.
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Inside the "walls"
is a spectacular canyon. |
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| Judith Landing
caused a little shrinkage! Temper- atures dipped to
9C. My pee bottle cracked and leaked. Abby sold us beer.
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Wayne lost his
sunglasses for a few frantic minutes. A knife hacked T-shirt
became a defense against the relentless sun.
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This may have been
McGarry Bar. It was reclaimed pasture with cows nearby. A
few pies had to be cleared. |
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Two very
accomodating trees gave us shade for happy hour.
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| In the evening
after a fine dinner and smiles all around, we hiked across the field
and climbed cliff toward this amazing rock. |
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Looking back toward
camp, our friendly trees were the only green in the landscape.......
Canadian Lynx, dead steer, pigeon, rabbits, Can geese
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These Big Horn
sheep were on our list of wildlife sightings along with pelicans
(100s), eagles (bald and golden), carp, deer, beaver, turtles, frogs,
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The final campsite
was a tough one to find. We had numerous landings in mud and cow
pies before this discovery. Had refreshing soak in the river.
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