There is a spanking-new Walmart just opened in Kalispell. Looked as if this might be some of the new stock for the huge super-store.

After the r/r tracks, this is a view on Half Moon Rd.  Simply lovely.

We began to see small herds of horses. Healthy looking, grazing horses.  All colors.

And then the trouble started. See below.

This beauty, standing off to the side of the horses above, looks like an outcast. I was feeling a bit sorry for this one all by himself.  He was looking like he wanted to join them. And then.....

The Head Honcho of the herd shown above began, very arrogantly, to trot over to the one I thought was lonely.  Head Honcho was making it very clear that intrusion into his territory would not be tolerated. Lonely one immediately turned away. And then.....

Head Honcho never made contact with Lonely One, just quickly turned & is kicking out with his back hoof. These are very big boys!  Very dramatic scene. It all happened to quickly that I was surprised I caught any of the action.  Lonely One made a very hasty retreat & Head Honcho walked complacently back to his herd.  And then.....

From our position on the road, we couldn’t see beyond the next rise. As the horses parted company from their fight, we saw Lonely One go over the rise.  The road took us to the view beyond the rise. Here’s part of Lonely One’s herd.  Not lonely at all, just greedy for the ladies. Incidentally, the mare in the foreground is about to foal. What an interlude this was!

A bit of the scenery along the way.  The road has now changed names to Edgewater Rd. and the mountains are the Whitefish Mountain Range.

The sun was shining brightly on the ‘Hopalong Ranch’.  In the background, the Whitefish Mountains are in shadow.

At the end of our drive, we found ourselves in the town of Whitefish.  A year-round tourist haven & the center of upscale homes scattered about the countryside, there’s lots of money being spent in this community. Skiing & other winter sports, and fishing & other summer sports, ensure that the town stays very busy.

Back in Kalispell, we decide to visit the neighborhood adjacent to the Conrad Home.  An elderly lady was driving by us so quickly I could barely catch this view of her car as she whizzed past.  The car was totally immaculate. And, if you have to drive a car in this pre-car neighborhood, this vintage beauty is just the ticket!

Front (left) & side (below) views of this gracious home.  Wanted to make an offer on this one!  Gary said, ‘No, I’m not shoveling snow & that’s final.’  The whole point was moot.  The house isn’t for sale.

This little guy (or gal) is enjoying the rays of sunshine & is on his never-ending quest for food.  He picked a lovely neighborhood.

We were enjoying the views of this totally cared-for home. Gary mentioned the rain-gutter downspout from the roofline. You can see it in the picture below. A series metal cups on a metal strand carry the water from the roofline gutter to the ground.  Of course, the ONLY time it hasn’t rained that I wished it would, so I could see these ‘cups’ work.

Beautiful detail on this house.  Including the interesting downspout for the rain gutters.

Imagine a neighborhood lasting long enough to have sidewalks from this date.  We even saw some makers’ ‘mark’ from 1896 & 1915.  Some home addresses were stamped in the concrete.  Some corners had their street names stamped in the concrete.

The Conrad’s (of the Conrad Mansion) had a son. The one who didn’t handle money well.  Before his parent’s deaths, while life was still good, the son had this home built for he & his first wife. Carefully tended, this is another of the homes on the National Register of Historic Places.

Not as carefully tended, but still very nice, this house attracted me because of shape & condition of the tall chimney. I kept wanting to knock on the doors of these homes & request a tour.  Gary restrained me.

Just so nice.  Shade for the hot days to come. These big trees are throughout the area making canopies over the roads.  And shade for those walking the sidewalks.

Back at the campground, we’re beginning to see the mountains again. With new snow on them. Kinda pretty, huh?

Camping with all the amenities.  40’ Phaeton diesel motorhome with 40” flat-screen tv mounted on the side. With tiki torches burning at each end of the picnic table, they eat while they watch the game or whatever.  To the left is a canopy over their barbecue & other food prep thingys.    Nice, huh?

Momma & Poppa Robin maintain vigilance over their young. These 4 little ones are growing fast & demanding food every moment.

One of the four, peacefully waiting to see a parent.  This one & its siblings will  begin yelling before the parent lands.

Hwy.2 is the road to Glacier.  Just on the north side of Hungry Horse, the road is wide & in excellent condition. It is a very pretty day.

We’re at Apgar Village in Glacier. It is located near the West Glacier entrance to the Park.  The views are stunning.  There are the normal amenities found here:  restaurant, souvenir shop, grocery & a very nice gift shop.  Apgar campground is located nearby that is best suited to larger motorhomes. No hookups, but nice spaces.  No view of the lake, though.

Some other views of Lake McDonald. Each turn of the head shows a new point of interest.

This is one of Glacier’s webcam cameras. Located on the visitor’s center at Apgar.  After visiting Glacier a couple of times, I discovered through a google search, ‘Glacier National Park webcams’, that they have 8 pretty nice views of the park.  I watched them through the winter as the snow began to cover everything.  5 of the webcams work through the winter. The others are for summer only, including one trained on a now-occupied osprey nest.  Give it a try.  It’s fun to take a peek at this wonderful place.  Especially in the winter.

This very expectant deer & the little chipmunk comprise the total of our wildlife sightings.  Both came near as we ate lunch at a picnic table next to the lake.

Hard to drive more than a mile or two without pulling over to take a picture.

Water dripping or pouring down the mountains everywhere.  We got a bit damp from this waterfall.

This is part of the Going-to-the-Sun Road.  An engineering marvel, this very skinny road hugs the mountains as it twists its way to the top of the continental divide at Logan Pass.  It is 50 miles long.

The famous red buses are like stretch limos with a door for each row of seating. They have a leather roof that is pulled back when the weather is good.  These are totally reconditioned vintage tour buses that are driven by ‘jammers’, a name given the drivers long ago.  These old buses have new propane fueled engines.  Very reliable, they lumber across Going-to-the-Sun Road daily.

This dramatic view is seen on the Road. In the valley you can see the river. It’s a pretty good sized river. Looks rather like a creek. The glaciers, which used to number 150 back in the early 1900’s, now number 25. And they are shells of their former selves. Projections are the glaciers will be gone by 2030.

This scenic Road is awfully narrow at tines.

Just another pretty sight.

Back at the campground, the 4 babies impatiently wait to be fed.  They won’t have to wait long.

I’ve described the wedding in the story above. After the ceremony, the guests gathered round to take pictures of the newlyweds.

The happy couple agrees to our request for a photo. On the bank of the Flathead River, the site of their vows. They were just the nicest folks! Our heartfelt congratulations to them!