I visited Glacier National Park in Montana with my son last July. It was beautiful and amazing.
We stayed in Kalispell for a very modest rate. There was a bit of a drive to the park, but we didn’t mind it. We enjoyed several meals at the Sykes Diner in Kalispell, which had the appearance of a local institution.
Looking at snow-covered peaks at eye level, stepping in the snow in July, having runoff cascade in waterfalls directly onto the car while driving, seeing mountain goats frisking along, watching a bear cross the road—these were all memorable moments. I also spent a lovely quiet day on the lakeshore at the Lake MacDonald Lodge while my son and his friend went hiking.
I loved the boat ride on St. Mary Lake. I didn’t love the Going to the Sun Road because I was bothered by the grade and the steep drops. (That goes double for the Teton Pass.) For some reason, being in the mountains is not at all like thinking about being in the mountains. It turns out that my preferred elevation is sea level. I wouldn’t have wanted to miss this spectacular trip, which took in several national parks in the western states, but I don’t want to do it again.
All the huckleberry treats were wonderful. If you’re there in season, be sure to have some huckleberry lemonade.
Sorry about the preceding post—I didn’t read your details closely enough to see that you’re planning for June. Fluther crashed while I was editing that post, and I couldn’t get back to it in time.