Polebridge is just outside the Park border 15 miles north of the Western gate. There’s a general store and a little bar/restaurant. Amazingly, there is the best/most vivid rainbow we have ever seen. Joe knows the owner, who says they have 4 servings of the daily special of Beef Stroganoff. Joe says, “No you don’t; we’ll take all 4.” Delicious. Thanks, Joe.
After dinner, we follow Joe & Linda’s pick-up down the North Fork Road about 15 more miles of dirt road to their place. Amazing & idyllic place…we can see Canadian mountain peaks and into the Park from the living room. Accommodations are superb inside the 25-year old log home. Deer cavort down by the salt-lick by the corral. And, we discuss bear-spray & other western subjects until after dark by the light of the roaring wood stove. We have wifi to some degree and a satellite home phone. Luxuries not shared by everyone in this sparsely settled neck of the woods. No cell service, so we will be accepting calls on Thursday night in Kalispell. Rain on Tuesday morning leaves Staffords as the only companions for Joe’s tour of the grounds here. We are now seriously involved in one jigsaw puzzle, two books and my blogging. I wonder if Joe will allow be lighting the wood-stove, when he comes in…even though we awoke to balmy +40 degree temps this AM. I think this post might work with at least some of the photos…then I have to sign off and get into my book. What a life. Great to be in Montana.
I’ll check later to see if the photos worked.