It’s amazing what a decent night’s sleep will do for your
energy level and your general outlook.
The rain cooled everything off and the song of its pitter patter on the
roof lulled me to sleep – even after my pre-dinner nap. Sleep was good for the extra energy stores
needed to enjoy our jam-packed day of adventures. Early on in our trip-planning process months
ago, we identified a “Saddle-Paddle” experience in the Glacier area that looked
like “all that fun” (a phrase coined by the kids years ago at Orange Beach as
we drove by an activity center with go-carts, bumper boats, and much more – and
Isaac said, “I want to have all that fun!”)
The “Saddle-Paddle” experience included a two-hour horseback ride followed
by a 3-4 hour whitewater rafting adventure.
Cool!
The best part of this adventure experience was that we didn’t
have to be at the stables until 10am – allowing for another relaxed
morning. I’m afraid I’m getting a little
too used to sleeping in, but for now I’m just going to blame it on losing the
hour a couple of days ago. Anyway… armed
with more sleep and eager anticipation, we saddled up and headed out on the
trail with our group to see the forest just outside the park in West
Glacier. Isaac was a bit nervous as he
had a bit of a negative experience with horses at camp last year, but Abby
couldn’t wait! The horses followed each
other easily, just as I’m sure they do every day. We rode along, seeing things from a slightly
different angle than we are used to on foot.
Our guide pointed out the bear claw marks on a tree and told
tales of “wolf lichen” (lime-colored lichen we’ve seen in several areas) that she
said the Native Americans used to stuff inside of a deer carcass. When the wolf ate the deer, it killed the
wolf… (I may have to Google that one). We
saw a fawn, lots of wildflowers, a few great views of the surrounding
mountains, and huckleberries all along the trail. At one point, the guide dismounted her horse
and gave us all a few huckleberries (famous in these parts) to try – yum! They look just like blueberries to me, but
had a slightly more tart taste. Who knew
we would experience culinary treats on our morning ride? Before we knew it, we were pulling back into
the stables…our ride complete… and Isaac only had one brief moment of
panic. I think in the end, even he ended
up enjoying the new perspective.
Just next door was the headquarters for our afternoon
whitewater adventure. After a picnic
lunch on site, other fellow adventurers began to stream in, donned in their
bathing suits and shorts, ready to see where the river would take us. We changed as well and headed over to get our
helmets and PFDs before loading up onto the bus that would take us to the
drop-off point at Moccasin Creek. We
were paired up with two older couples traveling together and our guide,
James. As we were putting the raft into
the river, Matt and I became the designated front seat paddlers with the kids
and others behind us. We floated slowly
down the creek, which allowed us time to get further instructions on paddling
techniques before entering the Middle Fork of the Flathead River where the
whitewater awaited us.
James got us up to speed on the various rapids we would
encounter – “bone-crusher,” “pinball, “eye-of-the-needle,” and “Jaws” to name a
few. The two other couples we were
traveling with told tales of how they had done this once before on another
river and all fallen out of the raft at least once (one twice). I began to wonder what I had signed up for…
but I was ready! As we navigated our way
through each of the rapids, we had a blast – getting a refreshing douse from
the glacially-fed river water more than once – but no one fell out. We had one close call with a large boulder
where we almost lost a passenger, but the repeated reminders to keep feet
tucked securely under raft edges kept him from going all the way in. Success!
Pulling into shore at the end of the experience, we all found ourselves
wishing for more and talking about when and where we could have our next
whitewater adventures…
Since we were already still a bit damp, we decided to make
it a trifecta of fun day by renting stand-up paddleboards on Lake McDonald on
our way back to camp. The weather was
warm and getting into that cool mountain water sounded perfect. We grabbed a couple of boards and took turns
paddling around for an hour – first the kids, then the adults, then various
combinations of pairs… As I stood on the
board, gliding around the magical blue waters of Lake McDonald – mountains
framing the background, it felt like the perfect ending to the perfect day of
family adventures. And I feel even more
like owning a SUP may be in our future.

1 comments:
Matt and Tracy,
I have loved following you on this great journey. The photos are magnificent and your writing is so well done....makes me look forward to more!
I surely wish Tom and I would have been as creative and adventurous as you two have been, helping your children to experience memories of a lifetime!
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