Montana: Into the Big Sky Sunset

Montana: Into the Big Sky Sunset
Heads still awhirl from a day of amazing sights in Yellowstone National Park, Kathy and I exit the West Entrance and suddenly enter the town of West Yellowstone, Montana. Even though the shadows are lengthening, we decide that it's better for us to push on past this crowded tourist trap and end the day by letting the Wing reveal a bit of Big Sky Country before we retire.

We've had a long tiring day exploring Yellowstone, but still, the lure of southern Montana's mountains is undeniable. Worst-case scenario, we get to Bozeman around dark. As we push north on Highway 191, the pockets of tall-mountain shade offer soothing respite from the August heat. Tracing our way, the frothy, icy green Gallatin River instigates an urge to stop for a swim and more  -  a large contingent of the after-work trout-fishing crowd is out this afternoon. From every kind of vehicle, parked at practically every wide spot in the road, anglers sporting hip-waders and lugging rods and creels are walking toward the water.

As we near the ski resort area of Big Sky, a Comfort Inn appears and we figure, what the heck, Bozeman can wait. The nice thing about large ski areas is that they often have a host of summer activities going on as well. You just have to be prepared for the same high prices  -  a dollar doesn't stretch much further in the off-season here.