Moving on...

The mountains are calling and I must go. - John Muir

Even though this quote isn't one of John Muir's great description of nature, I thought it was very fitting. Funny, we were in Yellowstone, but the mountains of Montana were calling. As soon as we got to the far west side of Yellowstone, past Madison campground, we started to relax. Less people and gorgeous mountains. We continued up to Big Sky with nowhere booked for the night. We found this little campground on the side of the road along a river.

The campsites were huge! Plus, there was a river running right by where those trees are. It was so peaceful and refreshing. It truly felt like an untouched part of land. I felt like we truly got away. (It only took 2,000 miles.)

We realized once we left the city limits of Big Sky, we had no cell service so we had to go back into town (this is only 10 miles away) to find the lodge our friends were at. On the way, we saw people stopped on the side of the road, so of course we stopped to see what kind of animal they were looking at.

Can you see it? It is a little blond bear hanging over that tree limb. Oh my gosh! He was so adorable. He was there for hours!

After meeting up with our friends, we went on a hike to a waterfall. It was right in the city. They have little trails like we do at home. But instead of the trails going between houses, it goes through the forest and around streams. I wouldn't mind living by these trails!

Now, this is what it's all about.

Deep in conversation.

The local school put together a pamphlet that you can pick up with interest points along the way. You can read about interesting things along the way. The school also maintains the trail.

After the hike we were able to do some fishing before dinner. We didn't catch anything, but the kids loved it.

This last picture was taken about 10 pm as the moon was rising over the mountains to the east. The sun was behind the mountains in the west, but there was still plenty of light in the sky between the sun not being set all the way and the moon so bright.

The mountains called and we are at home in them. Next stop, a cottage on Lake Lavon. A small spring fed lake in Northwest Montana.