On the Road

After three years of good beer, better friends and too much rain, I have finally left Bellingham. Bay, Bodhi and I loaded into my new rig on Sunday afternoon and headed South. As we pulled onto the highway, Bellingham offered it's typical farewell: torrents of rain. We had managed to fill every nook and cranny of the truck and had the rack loaded with baggage, so we looked like true hillbillies.

For our first night on the road, we enjoyed the hospitality of Bay's friends in Spokane: a comfy bed, good coffee and cute kids. After Spokane, we headed towards Glacier National Park, not exactly on the way to Virginia, but a beautiful part of the country. We checked out the happenin' nightlife of Whitefish, Montana and headed towards the Park early the next morning. We snagged some good shots of the Park before we hit the entrance gate and found out that a.) most of the roads and trails were closed in the Park. b.) dogs weren't allowed on the trials and c.) it cost $25 to enter for the day. We did a quick u-turn and ended up in Hungry Horse National Forest, which basically borders Glacier National Park. After a 8 mile drive up an old logging road we found a sweet trail that led us through the snow and into Grizzly country. We didn't see any Grizzlies but I'm pretty sure we found a Polar Bear paw print close to the trail.

We made it to Missoula just in time to snag a quick dinner and make it to the Widespread show. It was a fun show and we ran into some of Bay's friends and, perhaps more importantly, pizzadillas (sooo good). Next stop, Livingston...