The coldest park is, of course, the Glacier National Park. At the beginning of the park’s existence, in the 1910s, there were about 80 of them. Currently, there are only 36. They are melting. The predictions say that they should all be gone in 2030. So, let’s hurry to see this beautiful corner of our planet before it disappears.
On the first day we went to Avalanche Lake, a trail of 3 km one way. The trail is quite easy, especially on the way back, when it’s downhill. Nevertheless, we were a little bit tired and burned out the remaining of our energy.
We should point out that the park provides free transportation for all visitors. It is a nice convenience, because often the parking lots are completely full and you end up not having place to leave it. The only downside is the waiting time, but the volunteers, with their stories, make, the normally boring waiting time, pleasant enough.
The next day we decided to take our UMM a little bit further, deep into the park, and leave it there. However, we could not find a parking space, so we changed our plans and drove the entire Going-to-the-Sun Road and entered the park from the east, to the place called Many Glacier, and in fact there were a lot of glaciers.
For the first time we were able to see the grizzly bear and in addition it was a mother with two little cubs. The distance was significant, but it is advisable, because they are more dangerous than their black cousins.
In the afternoon we returned to the main route through the park. This road allows you to admire views of extraordinary beauty. Marzena loves the mountains. Sergio, who is a devotee of the sea, was also impressed.
We went, in the late afternoon, to the next trail towards the Hidden Lake. We even managed to see local residents in the form of snow goats.
Unfortunately, we also felt the dark side of mother of nature. After the first day of the visit, at night, a thunderstorm broke out. The next morning, we saw the effects – a fire in the vicinity of Lake McDonald. A small column of grey smoke. During our afternoon hike, we could see ash from the burning forest. The wind brought them into the massif. Towards the evening, leaving the park, we drove along the shoreline of the lake. We could see the other shore burning. The fire was clearly visible. Frightening view. The next day, the park from the west side was closed until further notice and tourists were evacuated. While writing this post, another day goes by and the park unfortunately was still burning.