We spent our last day around the water. We had planned to jump in, but it was a little chilly. So we took a look at the Kerr Dam which makes lots of nice electric power from the water in Flathead Lake, and then sauntered around the lake itself to a picnic spot. All that was left was a final night in our cabin in the woods before an early start back to Billings.
As you may have gathered from my recent posts, Montana is not California. There are few cars, mostly because there are few people (the entire state's population is a quarter that of LA) but there are lots of elk, eagles and bears. Everything is spread out, with plains, mountains, and (of course) the sky being rather huge. It's something of a boundary state, far away from any of the US metropolises and guarding the border against invasion from Canada. And that farawayness is what makes it so great.
It has been a very relaxing week in a breathtaking area. I could see myself settling here, heading out into the wilderness dressed in furs to live off the land with the animals. As long as they have free wi-fi out there.
More bear warnings, but a dearth of actual bears.
Hannah admires the Kerr Dam. How nature should be: tamed by humans.
Final picnic lunch by Flathead Lake.
Lonesome pines.
