Surprise, surprise, the train from Leavenworth to Whitefish MT that I took last night was an hour and 25 minutes late. The usual reason, a freight train, actually two. And one of them had three airplane fuselages strapped down. See the picture below.

So I arrived late, picked up my rental car and decided to head to the hotel to get some advice on what to see and do here. I was in luck, they had a room ready for me to check in and suggestions for things to do. I called up the outfitter to set some tours and the weather is not cooperating. They have a great combo of guided tour through Glacier National Park with snowshoeing. But it’s too warm to snowshoe, too much ice to hike without special shoes and the tour requires a minimum of two people. So looks like I’m on my own.

I drove over to the park to the visitor center to talk to a ranger, but the center is only open weekends. So I grabbed a map and started driving the Going-to-the-Sun Road. I turned around after I hit the road closure a few miles in, but not before I got some good pictures of the lake and the mountains.

I returned to Whitefish, got a late lunch at the Piggyback BBQ, and returned to the hotel for a nap and then spent some time looking up stuff to do tomorrow.