Going to the Sun

For all practical purposes, Glacier National Park has one road -- and it’s a doozy. The appropriately named “Going-to-the-Sun Road” bisects the Park. It will take your breath (not to mention your fingernails) away.

Imagine a winding mountain highway, complete with cavernous drop-offs and stunning views that stretch into infinity. Now imagine that same road equipped with modest 75-year old protective guard stones the approximate height of cheap garden gnomes. The phrase "white-knuckle experience" comes to mind.

Let’s just say that no one’s chatting away on their cell phone and fiddling with their radio while hurtling at high speed along Going-to-the-Sun Road. Vehicles over 20-feet in length are not even allowed, so we’ll not be towing our Airstream across it. The very thought of doing so makes my stomach perform backflips.



But Glacier is about more than traversing a mile-high gauntlet worthy of J.R.R. Tolkien. It’s also about wildlife. On one day, we saw SIX bears (two grizzlies and four black bears), plus a variety of mountain goats and bighorn sheep. Any day you see a wild bear (and don’t get mauled) is a good day.

We plan to camp in Glacier for another night. We’ll do a hike today, and then point SEEMORE’s nose towards Canada.