When we left Glacier National Park, we were quite sad. We finally were starting to fell like our adventure was coming to a close...and very soon. Our next destination was Yellowstone national park. However, we didn't make it there in one days ride from Glacier. No, it rained on us as we headed that way and we were eager to be off the bikes and not suffer through the tiny stabbing pains all over our bodies that were the dropplets falling from the sky. Rain is great and all, but riding a motorcycle in it...well it's not the best. We also had encountered three different strangers along the way that day who warned us of the deer. Yep, the highway we were taking to Yellowstone was also named "the deer highway". I was extra nervous at this point. But we hadn't come terribly far and wanted to make it to our campsite. We stopped on the way, at a small trading post in a deserted looking town called Swan Lake. The folks inside we very friendly and we chatted as we purchased a few groceries for dinner that night. Once outside, we started preparing our bikes for take off. Then the wind came.
That wind must've been 60 mph because I could barely walk and across the road a loud snap jerked our heads toward a falling tree. And then it wasn't just raining anymore, it was pouring. We had a grade A Montana storm meet us there at that trading post and no sooner than we could think what to do, little lady in the store poked her head out: "You know, we have cabins in the back for $30 a night! Free hot showers and you can get out o' this storm!" I was sold. And happily, Mim was too! So thirty dollars later we were sitting on our front porch drinkin' wine and playin' cards and thanking the lord we stopped when we did.
That cabin was the best deal we ever got on this trip! $30 for a warm, clean bead AND a front porch covered from the rain?! We were in heaven. And it only got better as the night went on. The showers WERE clean and hot! And the trading post offered us specially cooked frozen pizza on the grill, with a full service blow horn to let us know when it was ready. It was cute how excited they were to finally use their pizza boxes.
Next morning before we headed out, we thanked the trading post friends and promised to come back one day for a fishing trip at Swan Lake.
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