Montana

Well, once again we went on a ski trip and I didn't get any ski pictures. We headed off to Red Lodge, Montana, for some Spring Break skiing, and it snowed most of the time we were there. Fortunately, we had dry roads for the trip out and back.

This is the start of the Beartooth Highway, heading up to the pass at over 10,000 feet, before descending on the other side to the northeast entrance to Yellowstone. The road is only open in the winter for a few miles outside of Red Lodge - it's closed from October to Memorial Day - so we didn't get too far!

These are the kind of clouds we saw everyday. We were able to ski on Tuesday and Wednesday, but by the time we got to the ski area on Thursday, we were in the middle of a white-out blizzard, and we decided we really needed to see to ski. We opted for the local museum and art gallery instead!

There were deer everywhere! This group had been feeding in a field by the local golf course in the afternoon, and when we drove by them on our way to dinner, they were all bedded down for the night, something the great white hunter in our group (that would be Chuck) had never seen before.

There are actually 3 deer cuddled up here. Chuck was wishing it was deer season!

On Thursday night, we headed through the foothills to Roscoe, a very small town about 20 miles northwest of Red Lodge, for a steak dinner at Grizzly's Bar. The road winds along the base of the mountains, and it's beautiful at dusk!

Dinner was great!

Of course, Friday morning dawned clear and crisp, and we had to leave. You can just barely see the ski area in the background. My plan was to ski with the camera on our last day, but it just didn't happen. Maybe next year! It was great to get away, relax, and spend time with good friends!