Big Sky

My friend’s invited me on a trip over the long weekend to a place I had little desire to visit in a state I am not a fan of.  The last time I was in Montana they had horrible coffee and lots of red meat.  I expected the worst – acidic coffee, narrow-minded inhabitants, and greasy burgers. We were, after all, staying in a place called Whitefish, Montana.

Montana has changed. Change is good. Glacier National Park hearkens back to the romance of the turn of the century where people vacationed for weeks or months, not just a few days. Where relaxation meant fresh air and a comfortable chair in a wild place where you might run into the likes of Teddy Roosevelt.

I really didn’t have any expectations of Glacier National Park. I went because it was a dream of my friends to go and I knew that she might not get the opportunity again. We took a long hike up to Grinnell Glacier – one of the largest and one of the last Glaciers in the park. It was, to use and over used word – awesome. And I mean that in the true sense of the word, not just in the pop-culture rendition used by youth with limited vocabularies.


Grinnell Glacier – to give you a sense of scale, that little, white dot in the lower right side of the picture is a person.

At the top of the trail, on the edge of Grinnell Glacier, we met a lovely young man who hiked back down the mountain with us telling me stories about all the places he was traveling in the US. He was only 24 and freshly graduated from University. Sleeping in his car, staying at cheap hostels and with friends; he was having the epic adventure.  The kind you tell you kids about. The kind that shape your being. The kind where you make unexpected friends. The next day he joined us for dinner at Casey’s in Whitefish – also an unexpected treat. A fashionable, modern place with fantastic views and a warm fire, where we ate, drank and gazed at the stars high in the Big Sky.


It just goes to show, you never know what wonderful things you will find when you let go of your agendas and expectations.


Sunset on the Roof top bar at Casey’s

One of the longest standing buildings in historic downtown Whitefish, Casey’s Bar was built in the early 1900′s and has been a landmark on Central Avenue for as long as most Flathead Valley residents and visitors can remember.

After our much needed (and highly anticipated) redesign and rebuild that spanned from 2011 to 2012, we welcome our longtime regulars back to the fully restored Casey’s Bar, along with a warm invitation to a new crowd of foodies, music lovers and fun-seekers of all kinds.

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