huckleberries

Apart from tourism, the other major industry in this part of Montana appears to be huckleberries. Everywhere we went there were people selling fresh huckleberries, huckleberry ice cream, huckleberry chocolate, huckleberry yoghurt, huckleberry jam, huckleberry pies... you get the idea.

The owner of one store told us that in summer a lot of the population are employed picking berries. We felt obliged to try a punnet of fresh ones and they are very, very nice. Very hard to describe the taste as they are so different from all the other berries. We also tried the chocolate and a pie. Very nice!

aren't we going the wrong way?

We decided to visit the Glacier National Park on the border of Montana and Canada. We really should be heading south away from Canada, but I am sure we have time. We spent most of the day driving through the changing scenery of Montana passed lots of prairie and into the farmlands and mountains. At one stage we were on unpaved country roads but eventually got back to some decent roads near the Glacier area.

Tonight we are staying in a town called Whitefish which is near the Whitefish Mountain Ski and Summer Resort, and is quite close to the Glacier National Park. We will visit the park tomorrow morning and then start our way back to San Francisco. They are fighting fires in this area, but hopefully they are under control and won't hinder our trip south.

NOTE: Vyv reminded me to mention that she had a buffalo burger for lunch yesterday and enjoyed it but thought it tasted just like beef. We had a Ben & Jerrie's Red Velvet Ice Cream too and that was really good!

Quite a few of the farms around here have an interesting way of storing their hay. We are a long way from anywhere so it just maybe that it is too much trouble to get balers up here:

A hot and cold holiday

Since we have been on holiday we have had temperatures as cold as 7°C a week or so ago, and as warm as 38°C yesterday. We expect the temperatures to be pretty consistently high for the rest of the trip. Hopefully.

A few things we saw today during our drive through the vast flatlands of Minnesota and North Dakota

Seen on a farm in Todd County, Minnesota:

Outside a petrol station in Frazee, Becker County, Minnesota:

The big claim to fame of Jamestown, North Dakota, is the world's largest buffalo. It stands next to the buffalo museum (which is a lot better than it sounds), a collection of buildings from the 1800s, and a large protected area where a herd of buffalo (bison) roam free.

Jamestown's other claim to fame is that it is the hometown of Louis L'Amour, one of the biggest selling authors of western novels. I have read (well, listened to the audiobooks actually) most of his books over the last 10 years. The shack that he used to write in is preserved here.

Taylors Falls

Driving the country roads towards North Dakota we came across the small town of Taylors Falls. It was full of cafes, new age jewellery shops and elderly bikers (by elderly I mean my age, but reliving their glory days on huge Harley-Davidsons).

We did the boardwalk from the crossroads centre of town to view the waterfalls the town was named for...

and minutes later we got to view the falls in their full glory...

Magnificent aren't they? 

Coolest collection of pedal cars ever

Today (Saturday) while driving to Fargo, North Dakota, we came across a sign in Cameron, Wisconsin, for the Pioneer Village Museum. We needed to stretch our legs so thought we would check it out, although we weren't expecting much.

To our surprise we enjoyed the place and the best exhibit was a collection (can't remember how many there were but must have been close to 100) of antique pedal cars that had been restored by a local family. There also quite a number that they created themselves. It was an impressive collection and we could imagine our grandsons racing around the backyard on them

Here's a sampling of the cars:

They had even made a very large car hauler. Those are all full-sized pedal cars on the back.

This home-made trike with sidecar was particularly clever:

Back in the USA...

Last night we stayed in an executive suite on the 7th floor of the Quattro in Sault Ste. Marie, Canada, close to the Canadian/USA border. We couldn't believe how cheap it was. $115 plus tax, which is quite a deal when cheap (budget) motels cost around $100. The bedroom was large and the bed was the biggest we had ever slept in.

We left early in the morning (once again it was very, very foggy) and crossed the bridge into the US. The bridge was quite high and it was quite spooky not being able to see very far in front, or anything on either side or below, it looked like the bridge just faded into nothing. I was tempted to find the Twilight Zone theme on my phone and play it through the car stereo...

bearproof rubbish bins

We see these rubbish bins everywhere. They have been designed to outwit the roaming population of bears who manage to open pretty much every kind of bin ever used. This new bin requires you to slip your hand into the slot on the top and trigger a small latch to open it. So far the bears haven't figured out how to open them. Their paws are probably too big anyway. They could, of course, train their kids how to do it. Their little paws may just get in the slot.

only in canada

By the time we left the Mennonite Village it was 3.30pm and we had to plan were to go next. We settled on Thunder Lake, which looked interesting. Our tom-tom satnav said it would take 7 and a half hours to drive there, taking the slower route that avoided motorways, but there were no motels or hotels on the route. So I checked the alternative, which was the shorter route, using motorways. That was going to take 10 and a half hours.

In what other country would the longest route be shorter than the shortest route?

In the end we took the shortest (longest) route that took 10 and a half hours because there were towns along the way and we would have somewhere to stay. Little did we know that the route took us across the border back into the USA an hour or so later. We were very surprised. The border crossing was on a very quite road and only manned by one guy and there were no other people using the crossing. It looked like he had a very easy job.

We stayed the night in Bemidji, Minnesota.

We will be crossing back into Canada sometime tomorrow when the road winds back along Lake Superior