There's so much more to see, and from so many other places around this park. I wonder if anyone could ever see the whole thing, but I'm sure it would never lose its lustre.
How could anyone look at these features and not be moved to reflect on the natural world and the forces that continue to shape our planet?
And how could anyone see the way that we shape the land and not believe that we are its caretakers?
It seems to me that there are two forces at work. One of these forces has been in motion for thousands of thousands of years and it moves at a glacial pace. This force carves valleys into the rock and scrapes the mountains clean. The second force is impatient and moves the earth as it suits our convenience. We can't stop the world from moving, but we also cannot predict how it will behave when we are gone.
Our scenic boat tour began at the Many Glacier Hotel, where they are in the process of creating ADA accessible trails around the closer of two lakes.
There were lots of guests enjoying the perfect weather. Temperatures in the mid-70s and a gentle breeze that became stronger as the day drew to a close.
We enjoyed hearing about some of the landmarks that we might have missed if it were not for the guides.
The bow of the boat was large enough for only a few people to step outside. Addy and I took advantage of the opportunity.
We crossed one lake, hiked to the beginning of another, and then boarded another boat to yet another dock.
At this point, Jennifer and Addy took the round-trip option from the boat back to the hotel while the boys and I walked the flat two-mile trail around the edge of the lake that would also lead us to the hotel.
The bees were working to collect nectar from every single flower that I could find.
At one point, we found a path that led to a rocky shore on the strait between the two lakes. Evan and Owen joked around, ate my trail-mix excepting the raisins, and had light-saber duels.
I made them stand like this for a picture, but they weren't really enjoying it. Evan had stepped on Owen's shoes at least twice while on the trail, and Owen had let several plants and branches swing into Evan's path in retaliation. Both insisted that those things were accidents. Whatever, boys;)
The water was as clear as it could be. Not quite Crater Lake clarity, but well beyond anything I'd seen at home.
It was so tempting, I had to put my feet in.
We continued to walk on the trail back to the hotel and followed the water around the bend and through some of the greenest places.
Tomorrow, we take a red-bus tour, which is supposed to be the best guided tour in the park. For now, I'm going to sleep some. My mind could use more rest than my legs at the moment.
Take care, friends:)
July 25th, 2017 Ginger:
Isn't this are simply out-of-this-world!!! We stayed for a few days years ago at Many Glaciers Hotel - do they still have the red buses for tours?
LOVING this trip of yours!!
July 25th, 2017 Dan Jones:
Now I'm thinking PUBLISH. You must publish this blog with your fabulous photography. I am so happy that your family was able to travel together for this amazing experience.