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| The view from my run, with the Rocky Mountains in the distance. |
When I got back I
folded the dry clothes, and packed them back in my suitcase. Then I
tried to wake up Ruben. He was not pleased that I tried to wake him.
Breakfast was almost over and he declined. He also declined to
shower. He declined to get dressed so I threw some clothes at him and
went to take a shower. When I was finished he was half dressed.
It was coming up on
check out time, so I put the pressure on by asking him to go get the
rolling cart, and we ended up pulling out of there at exactly 11am. I
was breakfasted, exercised, and ready for the drive. Ru was ready to
drive.
Ruben’s review of
Stage Stop Inn in Choteau
“There was
plentiful washing resources and the customer service was excellent.
The thing I like the most is that everything was organized and well
kept. I didn’t go to the breakfast. The pool was a really good
temperature, and the spa was a really good temperature. They were
clean. The shower had a bathtub in it and the shower head was very
coolio. The water temperature was good”
We had a reservation
at Standing Stones B&B in Condon, and we made our way south from
Choteau on yet another amazingly beautiful road, the 287 south. We
came to a crossroads and took the 200 west, stopping in Libby Montana
for the WORST food of the trip. It was drenched in liquid smoke
flavor. We couldn’t eat it.
We continued on the
200 till it intersected with the 83 north, traveling into the
mountains again. Condon is where we were headed but we had cell
service for most of the drive, and I found a hike that sounded like
our style. It was next to a lake, with a waterfall. We took the exit
for Holland Lake, and traveled down 3 miles of nice gravel to get to
the trailhead. It was a 3.2 mile hike round trip, The first 2/3 of
the trail were relatively flat, but then it got pretty steep. The
view of the lake, and mountains in the distance was just gorgeous,
the lake was so clean and such a pretty blue. The waterfall had a big
spill at the top, the went rapidly over bounders down to the lake.
The lake was well
used, and all the Montana plates showed that it was mostly a local
place. There were many kayaks and moored boats, water skiers and
sunbathers.
Ruben’s review of
Holland Falls (and lake)
“There was a bunch
of hipsters and people who weren’t old on the hike. Lots and lots
of squirrels and chipmunks, especially up at the falls. There were
split paths on the trial that looked convincing but led to a dead
end. The hike was definitely not an easy hike, there was lots of
slippery dust and near the falls it was very sloped, but most of it
was flat and easy to walk over. The lake was a nice turquoise color,
and there was a spot on the lake that was very still so lily pads
were able to grow on it. There was tons of people playing in the
water because it was a good spot, like a peninsula where you have an
outlook of the whole lake. The waterfall seemed to come out of
nowhere. Like it came from the sky. The mist from the waterfall
stretches very far, and even if you are standing far away you can
still feel the mist. There are lots of sharp rocks and roots on the
trail. Probably wouldn’t ever wear flip flops.”
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| Click on this picture to see it larger, and look at the white spot in the valley at the top of the lake. That's the waterfall we hiked to. |
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| Sure they are just shrubs, but they smelled wonderful. |
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| I'm thanking the good smelling plants by putting their picture on the blog. |
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| My big foot |
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| Holland Lake with Rocky Mountains as seen from the falls. |
We were sweaty and
tired when we got back from the hike. We drove the short distance to
where google maps said our B&B was, and it wasn’t. There was an
old guy working on a shed, and I asked him where it was. He said “Oh
just go yonder down the road, past the old white storage tank and
look for them big rocks. Don’t go past em, you got to pull in
between those big rocks. They got rocks everywhere.” So sure enough
we drove down the road, past the white tank, and in between the big
rocks. Lynn the caretaker said she wasn’t expecting us. She said
they switched reservation systems and mine must have got lost.
Fortunately they had a room, with 2 queen beds, and its own bath.
Unfortunately, it’s clean but divey, and the beds are hard.
We dropped off our
stuff and headed back to a steakhouse we passed between the lake and
the B&B. Cab kept asking me if I had steak yet, and I hadn’t. I
paid $21.00 for a small mediocre overcooked steak, a baked potato,
and a salad of limp iceberg lettuce. Ruben didn’t fare much better
with his $21.50 for 7 shrimps on a skewer, and a baked potato. He
passed on the salad. We did play an epic game of chess, and he
captured my king fair and square.
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| Meh food. Good game. |
Things we notice
everywhere in Montana.
1. BIG red trucks.
Old and new, seems every other local vehicle we see is a red truck.
Most of them either have a hat on the dash, or a hat on the driver.
The little SUVs and cars are usually out of state.
2. Horns, antlers,
dead animal heads, and sculls. Everywhere. I haven’t seen any at
the B&B yet, but we haven’t been in the breakfast room yet
either. They have been in all the restaurants, lodges, museums, and
hotels.
3. Most houses and
buildings have American flags.
Also Ruben has been
surprised by then number of people who pass him on country roads when
he is doing 70 (the speed limit). They just fly by him. We have seen
one police officer this entire trip.
After we ate we came
back to the B&B to relax. I wrote this (while praying my stomach
will digest), Ru played a game on his phone, and watched the cartoon movie Epic while I read a book. I had a hard time falling asleep due to stomach issues.





















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