Heading down out of Glacier National Park, you enter the rolling prairies of Eastern Montana. Cut Bank, a town so-named for the local river that, well, cuts through the rather prominent bank, has little to otherwise recommend it. There is one “diner and lounge” that lets you wash down your roadside burger with a surprisingly decent selection …
Monthly Archives: August 2016
Glacier National Park
On the advice of the ranger I met at the actual Columbia Falls farmers market—The Columbia Falls Community Market, so named, I presume, because this is the farmers market the community actually attends—I drove to Polebridge through Glacier National Park. Although a longer route, it was, he said, a much nicer road, and worth it …
Columbia Falls; or, The case of two farmers’ markets
Columbia Falls started out as a huge disappointment. The RV park was so tight that my sewer outlet was placed directly behind my neighbors’ picnic table, which hardly seems sanitary, and this turned out to be true of my neighbors on the other side as well. I, being polite, did not set up my sewer …
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Entering Montana
On leaving Idaho you are greeted by a sign riddled with bullet holes. The sign sits next to a rundown casino on the Idaho side, so I suspect the patrons were expressing their feelings towards Montana. On the other hand, maybe the sign serves a dual purpose, and the denizens of Montana, on re-entering their …
The Museum in Bonners Ferry, ID
The museum in Bonners Ferry is worth the $2 it takes to visit. It’s not so much a museum as a hodgepodge collection of local antiques and not-so-antique objects, much what you might expect to find at a combination antique/pawn shop, if such a thing were to exist. It’s filled with creepy dolls dressed up …
Bonners Ferry, ID
The village center has some nice public spaces, and a good bookstore, which is next to a placed called ‘Woody’s Gun & Pawn LLC”. At the old brick post office, which for some reason the US Government hasn’t attempted to sell yet, I found myself engaged in an apocalyptic discussion with two women, one of whom was very …
Wenatchee, WA
They water the air here. And go out of their way to ensure no one drowns in the Columbia River. Otherwise, Wenatchee is similar to Davis: small, hot, nice bike paths (except of course here they irrigate the grass alongside said paths), and snobby bike stores. Granted, this one was worse than any I’d been to in …
Do the Puyallup!
A place to sleep that turned out to be more expensive than usual, given all the old cars lying about … and leaving. Apparently I arrived at the tail end of a show.
Portland’s Holocaust Memorial
A beautiful, peaceful space, set in a forested park. I happened upon it. The wall has quotes from Holocaust survivors who moved to Portland. All of us children were crying for our parents. A guard came over to us and yelled, “Stop all of your whining! See that chimney, see that smoke, smell that …
And around Portland
At a wine bar across the street from a Sri Lankan children’s talent show. Because while the kids were adorable, the show was over four hours long. Vista House, a travellers’ way station east of Portland. And the vista. “Simply a great rest-house”.