As I mentioned in my last post, I visited Polebridge a couple of weekends ago. After we spotted the herd of elk, we continued on our way, stopping at Polebridge Mercantile, the only store in “town”. Pastries and baked goods are a specialty of P.M., and the members of our caravan wasted no time purchasing and consuming various said items. Arriving at Schnaus cabin soon thereafter, we were greeted with one of the best views from a porch I’ve ever seen in my life (click for full-size):
Taking a few moments to soak it in, we unpacked our gear and food and strapped on some XC skis. It being my first time, I was a little wobbly at first but I was near the front of the pack in no time. Sidenote: cross-country skiing is really, really fun. It’s a great workout and our particular location afforded us prime views of the river and surrounding valley.
Several miles each way and a few protein bars later, we were back at the cabin, relaxing and beginning to cook our feast of a dinner. Homemade chili, garlic shrimp, and split pea soup headlined the meal with a variety of other snacks and victuals available. Fortunately, though there was no electricity at Schnaus cabin, there were gas lamps which enabled us to play a few rounds of Scattergories. An impromptu drum circle session ensued, with an assortment of cowbells being the main attraction. Thanks, Christopher Walken.
A somewhat sleepless night with several pitch-black trips to the outhouse to empty my bladder resulted in a surprisingly easy morning wake-up. Once again donning the skis, this time we got back on North Fork road and headed further north, finally parking at the end of the line at Trail Creek Rd. Warmer weather and more level ground slowed us down compared to the previous day, but it was a welcome change of pace and allowed more time to take in the gorgeous surroundings. All too soon, it was time to head back to town…
A return visit to Schnaus cabin is in my future, this I know.
A couple of weekends ago I had the privilege of joining a group of folks to travel to the remote town of Polebridge, very close to the Canadian border, north of Columbia Falls. The one and a half hour drive up the North Fork was scenic to say the least, and resulted in several stops to take pictures. About 10 minutes south of Polebridge we happened upon this group of elk (the picture doesn’t do it justice, it was a full-on herd). Click on the picture for more pics of Polebridge.
More about the trip later!