Glacier National Park

 We crossed the border into Montana and spent the first evening watching Monday Night Football with a great cross-section of Americans (I assume.) After dark we searched around for a place to park into a very gusty wind with stunted aspens wailing along with it... and the Canadian radio, which I will sorely miss, had stories and songs of autumn on--cozy despite the noise and shaking... In the morning the truck battery was dead. Next the cab battery fuse was blown... still we headed up to the very dry looking Many Glacier and were soon on a small waterfall trail... within a few hundred feet M threw his arms in the air and shouted "BEAR" back at me... we turned down the trail until I could get a picture of this little family.
Next we decided to hike the flat lakes trail but a moose soon popped out of the woods right near me. After that I was completely on my toes for what might happen next but our only other sightings were Mountain Goats in the cliffs above us.

 The balmy day proceeded to get colder and colder during the hike and the wind came up and then the clouds lowered and it started to rain.

 And by morning there were four inches of snow on the ground... Beautiful, cold and accompanied by a dead battery again. So now we are in Browning, Montana heart of the Blackfoot Confederacy. Michael is at the auto parts store sorting things out. We are enjoying the adventure, as always, and hope for the ability to get more time in the back-country but without the hassles and worries... One thing we realize is how little juice the solar panels bring in when they are covered in snow and on these gray days. Hopefully Michael can figure out the right balance for us with the available battery energy and what we can get by on for warmth and power.