Saturday 13 August 2011


We crossed the border into America and drove on the road called Going to the Sun, said to be one of the most beautiful journeys in the world. It certainly was and it took us about six hours to do around 100 miles, not because it was like the M25, but because there was so much to stop and look at - and gasp.



We got to the Silver Wolf chalets and saw this. It was the twee-ness of the apostrophes around the "two" and the 'nightly rentals' that made me think: "Hmmm, are we venturing into swingers' land here?" Then we saw the age group of the people hobbling in. ( And later thought "Isn't it quiet? No children." ) Got a bit excited when I saw the double shower until Steve pointed out that although there were two seats there was only one shower head. I want to say: up one end.