Day 10. Headed west to the Continental Divide and beyond

Fabulous day to wake up.  Sky is blue, pretty clouds, virtually no wind.  Breakfast ala Rooster far too early, but I managed my bacon sandwich.  We drive about 2 hours to get to the west side of Glacier to see what it was all about.  The roads are windy, some construction along the way and the commonly seen horses along the side of the road or in the road.  We saw a woman on a horse with about 7 horses leading them back somewhere.  One of the horses (an Appaloosa) had a mind of its own, but eventually fell into line and got out of the road.  No whistles, no guttural noises from the woman leader. Somehow they knew what to do. (How many kids do that?). The west side is so different than the east side.  The roads are not conducive to pulling anything behind. There are many areas of construction that create delays.  All in all it is a good two hour drive to get there. All the trails, both east and west for hiking do not allow dogs.
....late reentry. Because of the poor internet/wifi in this area, the writing I did last night was not saved.  It wasn't for lack of trying, it just kept churning and churning and churning, so I am going to try to rewrite my witty posts as day late and catch up with today a bit later on.
So the drive takes a while and there are parts of the drive where you aren't in the park.  In those areas it is quite commercial and there are a lot of homes along the sides of the road.  An I teresri g flower, I believe called a cows head is often seen, some scattered and other times in huge clusters.  You can also see the pretty pink, purple and blue lupine lining the sides of the road.  They make me smaller.
We crossed the Continental Divide.  I remember crossing the International Dateline and thinking that was pretty cool.  I sorta felt the same here.  We pulled off and gaped.  Lovely area.  The R took a pic of me at the marker, one leg in one side, the other I. The other, with Lucy stuck in the  middle.  On each side of the monument there are engraved things, the east is dedicated to Teddy Roosevelt, the other side has a different name I can't recall right now.  As I moseyed around I came across a small patch of Siberian Irises, only one looked healthy,  it was past its prime.  I don't recall Irises being indigenous to the area, but I didn't care.  Again, smiling.
We then went through an area that was selling everything huckleberry. This is what I know about them.  I ate some ice cream at the campsite and liked it.  It is a seasonal ice cream.  A half gallon of fresh berries sells for z80.00.  The season is short, (July-Sept). TBCOntd