{"id":10354,"date":"2017-10-17T02:34:08","date_gmt":"2017-10-16T15:34:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ourpangaea.net\/?p=10354"},"modified":"2017-10-17T02:34:08","modified_gmt":"2017-10-16T15:34:08","slug":"barn-shy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ourpangaea.net\/?p=10354","title":{"rendered":"Barn shy"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Who<\/a>

Who wouldn’t be at least a little barn shy with great old barns like this?<\/p><\/div>\n

There\u2019s an old cowboy saying for when a horse knows he\u2019s heading home he\u2019ll single-mindedly do anything to get there as quickly as possible – he is barn shy.\u00a0\u00a0 Well, leaving Canada meant we were now taking a fairly direct route back to our North American home base in California and we were getting a little barn shy to get there ourselves.<\/p>\n

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\"Our<\/a>

Our loyal support team are waiting for us at home<\/p><\/div>\n

So what\u2019s the hurry?\u00a0 We told our extended family back in Australia before we left we would come home for three things \u2013 weddings, funerals or grandchildren, although we did ask them to try to bunch them together to help us save airfares.\u00a0 Well\u2026no one\u2019s getting married and there\u2019s no need for a funeral but\u2026yes, our daughter Anna is having a baby, our first grandchild, and we\u2019re on a mission to be home in plenty of time to enjoy all the special moments that come with a new baby.<\/p>\n

With the excitement of being grandparents looming ever larger in our lives and the regular calls with Anna to get all the details about how the manufacturing process is going, (swimmingly well by all measurements) there was sometimes a disconnect between what was happening back at home and our current reality of where we were and what we were doing.\u00a0 Luckily we were being entertained by the splendour of the Rocky Mountains, the changing fall colours, deep glacier-carved lakes and history of every area we visited.<\/p>\n

\"We've<\/a>

We’ve enjoyed the fall colours with the dramatic backgrounds…and they just keep coming<\/p><\/div>\n

We crossed over into the state of Montana and the US at the Chief Mountain border crossing only a couple of hours before they closed for the winter.\u00a0 Our target was Glacier National Park, considered one of the big boys in American parks, in the same category as Yosemite, Yellowstone and the Grand Canyon.\u00a0 The weather had changed, the dark clouds had come in and the wind was blowing, adding to the atmosphere of seeing this famous park.<\/p>\n

\"Here's<\/a>

Here’s a good old Ford pick-up, Montana style, but probably not up to the task of carrying Tramp<\/p><\/div>\n

\"Glacier<\/a>

Glacier National Park has many entry points, these spectacular views are from the Many Glacier area<\/p><\/div>\n

Glacier National Park is slightly misnamed, perhaps something like Carved by Glaciers National Park would be better.\u00a0 In 1850 there was said to be more than 125 glaciers in today\u2019s park boundaries, now there are only about 25.\u00a0 Most of the glaciers have retreated up the valleys they carved and disappeared as part of the overall warming of the mountains.<\/p>\n

\"We've<\/a>

We’ve been hooked on glaciers this trip so this famous park had an easy pull on us<\/p><\/div>\n

What they\u2019ve left behind, largely the work of four ice ages spanning one million years, is deep bowl-shaped valleys with jagged mountains on all sides, lakes filling the deepest parts and rivers draining the valleys, covered at the lower elevations by pine, aspen and spruce while the high mountain tops glistened in snow, ice and granite.<\/p>\n

\"The<\/a>

The great view of St. Mary Lake in the basin of Glacier National Park’s largest valley<\/p><\/div>\n

We explored the eastern entrances of the park, first the road back to an area called Many Glaciers, then along what has been called one of America\u2019s most scenic roads, Going to the Sun Road.\u00a0 This road usually bisects the park but unfortunately part of it was closed as a result of some of the recent fires that more directly impacted Waterton Lakes National Park in Canada.<\/p>\n

\"This<\/a>

This deep glacier-carved valley had a touch of Yosemite about it – the highest praise possible<\/p><\/div>\n

Never mind, we drove up to Logan Pass, marvelling at the mountains all around us.\u00a0 This huge valley certainly had a Yosemite-like feel to it and we gave the camera a workout. At Logan Pass itself we were greeted by a passing hail storm, reminding us what time of year it was and our elevation of over 6,600 feet (2,025 metres).<\/p>\n

\"Man<\/a>

Man, it was cold up here…and then it started to hail<\/p><\/div>\n

We jumped out of the park and drove through more low-lying mountains used by local ranchers for grazing cattle.\u00a0 Large healthy black cows loitered by the side of the road, a bit of a contrast to the mountains all around us (it\u2019s a bison, no it\u2019s a bear, no it\u2019s a\u2026cow!).\u00a0 We finished the day camping at a place in the park imaginatively called Two Medicine, cold and blustery as it was.<\/p>\n

\"You<\/a>

You can’t get enough of this stuff<\/p><\/div>\n

Montana calls itself \u2018Big Sky Country\u2019 and it is indeed a huge piece of real estate.\u00a0 We were exploring only the far north-western corner of the state, a place known for its wide open spaces, large ranches and proudly independent people.\u00a0 We skirted around the national park, dipped back into its boundaries at West Glacier to see Lake McDonald and the fires that had closed the roads still smoking on the opposite mountainsides. Glacier National Park was a profoundly impressive place, our kind of place, and we vowed to come back to explore it in more detail.<\/p>\n

\"A<\/a>

Its rutting season and a big bull moose followed a pretty little female through the trees, all the while bellowing out his best ‘pick me pick me’ moose calls<\/p><\/div>\n

We pushed westward into Idaho, a low profile state with a slightly odd shape known for, if anything, potatoes. We camped that night in the northern panhandle of the state amongst the firs, larches and pines, another new state and another day closer to being grandparents.<\/p>\n

\"Idaho<\/a>

Idaho means potatoes but all we could find is pumpkins…a sure sign Halloween is coming<\/p><\/div>\n

\"Something<\/a>

Something about this scene just wasn’t right<\/p><\/div>\n

\"Orchards<\/a>

This looks more like apples and these beauties were almost ready for picking<\/p><\/div>\n

Somewhere near Moscow (still in Idaho!) the next day the trees disappeared and the rolling hills were covered in fields of hay, already cut and rolled or stacked for winter, or grains already harvested and shipped out.\u00a0 This was a different kind of beauty, no soaring mountains or tall trees, just golden brown fields to the horizon tended by dedicated farmers with huge tractors of various shapes, sizes and functions and clusters of grain silos.<\/p>\n

\"The<\/a>

The countryside in Idaho really started to open up and featured beautiful brown rolling hills<\/p><\/div>\n

\"No<\/a>

No potatoes yet but the wind turbines cut a handsome scene on the hillside<\/p><\/div>\n

We crossed the Snake River into Washington at the twin towns of Lewiston and Clarkston, named after America\u2019s most famous explorers Lewis and Clark who came through here in 1806 as part of their epic journey from the Mississippi to the Pacific Ocean and back again.\u00a0 We followed their historic trail through eastern Washington and camped that night in\u2026yes, Lewis and Clark State Park.<\/p>\n

\"Our<\/a>

Our night in Idaho marked our 200th day on the road – we were still smiling on this major milestone<\/p><\/div>\n

After spending the night around the fire with Ken and Helen, a delightful pair of fellow campers from Tacoma, the next morning we stayed on the trail of Lewis and Clark, through more chamois-coloured brown rolling hills covered in the stubs of a wheat harvest which slowly evolved to crops like corn, orchards and even vineyards as we moved further west.\u00a0 This rich fertile land was fed by the water of the Snake River and farmers were busy preparing their fields for the upcoming winter.\u00a0 The sun was sparkling blue and the we had the feeling we wouldn\u2019t want to be driving anywhere else.<\/p>\n

\"We<\/a>

We loved the countryside of eastern Washington<\/p><\/div>\n

We reached the Cascade Mountains and followed the winding Hwy 12, a scenic byway that followed the old Indian paths over the mountains, passing through thick forests of pine, larch and firs, eventually reaching White Pass at 4,500 feet (1,400 metres).\u00a0 From viewpoints on the other side of the pass we had grand views of Mt. Rainier, a huge volcano rising from the lowland hills that cuts a majestic snow-capped figure from all directions.\u00a0 Covered in glaciers and rising to over 14,000 feet (4,500 metres) Mt. Rainier is probably Washington\u2019s most heralded landmark, high praise in a state packed with endless scenic treasures.<\/p>\n

\"High<\/a>

High above all else is Mt. Rainier, one of the most well known mountains of America, sparkling in blue skies the day we drove by<\/p><\/div>\n

The next day we visited another Washington landmark, this time featuring a more recent and catastrophic event.\u00a0 Most people of our vintage would recognise the words Mt. St. Helens and remember it as an erupting volcano.<\/p>\n

\"Mt.<\/a>

Mt. St. Helens from a distance, a mighty mountain that went BOOM!<\/p><\/div>\n

Today Mt. St. Helens rests peacefully in southwestern Washington but in May 1980 it exploded, blowing out the northern part of its mountain top and starting a mud and ash landslide that cascaded down the mountain and into the valley below.\u00a0 The energy and force generated from this incredible event obliterated trees and everything in its \u2018blast zone\u2019 for up to 17 miles and covered the surrounding area in a thick layer of mud and ash.<\/p>\n

\"The<\/a>

The active volcano of Mt. St. Helens, still clearly showing the devastated land around it<\/p><\/div>\n

Mt. St. Helens lost 1,300 feet (420 metres) in height, forests disappeared, rivers were dammed, new lakes were formed, and everything in its path, including 57 people, lost their lives.\u00a0 It was one of the largest volcanic explosions in the last 1,000 years and even after all these years the devastation and impact it has had on the mountains is still visible.<\/p>\n

\"The<\/a>

The entire landscape around Mt. St. Helens changed when it exploded, including the creation of new lakes like this one on the right<\/p><\/div>\n

We visited one of the lakes that were formed by the volcanic blast, now set in a tranquil mountain scene with clear blue waters.\u00a0 We drove up to the observatory on the adjoining ridge for spectacular views of the volcanic mountain, passively covered in snow, new glaciers gracing its inner cone.\u00a0 It was a mighty scene, very powerful, especially looking down on the valley which was completely changed from the explosion.\u00a0 Mother nature at her magnificent best\u2026and devastatingly worst.<\/p>\n

\"Another<\/a>

Another lake formed by Mt. St. Helens – amazing how nature has a way of repairing itself<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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