Maybe it comes from so many years of hiking the same local trails and a lifetime of driving familiar highways, but I never dread taking the same road more than once. If you pay attention, you see the differences you might have overlooked. You notice things you missed before.
In 2009 we loved the route that took us along the western edge of Flathead Lake to Elmo where we turned off US 93 onto MT 28 to cut through the Flathead Indian Reservation. So we headed that way again in the summer of 2010.
And if we’d laid bets that we’d run into road construction, even on this pretty lonely stretch, we would have cashed in (while coughing our way through the dust the road crew kicked up).
But our favorite spot to fuel up and get a bite to eat, the Y-Knot Cafe, was still in business.
It’s a great place to stock up on fishing lures and pick up that gun rack for your back window.
We were relieved to see that Vendorville (population “6 and 1 old geezer”) was still hanging on, despite having lost some vendors since last year.
And, as luck would have it, we happened into Sam’s produce just when his buddy stopped in for some conversation….
and to deliver fresh, on-the-comb honey:
Winding our way toward I-90, we followed the Clark Fork and took a few minutes to pull off the road to listen to the rush of the river…
…watch the Osprey soar overhead…
…all while trying not to disturb the tiny creatures around us, like this dragonfly:
Ah! With one last look and listen…
…we were ready to face the perils of the road again.