Heidi flew
into Bozeman airport on June 30th. We are headed to Glacier National
Park to celebrate our anniversary. Our first stop was Three Forks, Montana
about thirty miles west of Bozeman where we spent two nights at the Sacajawea
Hotel.
The Sacajawea's Lobby |
The
Sacajawea is a century-old hotel built in the era when railroads built grand
hotels along their routes to promote tourism. It was beautifully restored in
2011. Yellowstone friends, Denny & Jan Kane, recommended it, and it lived
up to everything they said about it.
The town
of Three Forks is a wide spot on Montana Highway 2. It is set amidst a broad
expanse of alfalfa fields, rolling sagebrush hills and endless rock
outcroppings, all framed by distant mountain ranges in every direction: the
Gallatin, Madison, Tobacco Root and Bridger Ranges. All so pleasing to the eye.
And to the nose. The air is fragrant with the smell of alfalfa, sagebrush and
wildflowers. Montanans say they’ve never seen things so green as this year.
Three
Forks gets its name from the confluence of three big Montana rivers (the Gallatin,
Madison, and Jefferson) to form the Missouri River. Used for centuries by
Native American tribes that came from afar to hunt the area’s plentiful game,
it became part of modern American history as a key waypoint for the Lewis &
Clark expedition in 1805.
Borrowing the Hotel's Bikes |
We
borrowed bikes from the hotel and followed a paved trail out to Missouri Headwaters
State Park a few miles outside town. We learned more great history and marveled
again at Montana’s beautiful landscape. Far from the throngs descending now
upon Yellowstone, we shared the picnic area with just one other party: a
foursome of middle aged Germans touring the American West on rented Harleys.
It is
astonishing to witness these big rivers come together. Although irrigation
withdrawals have already begun to claim some of their flows, they still surge
with this season’s snowmelt, draining thousands of square miles of watershed.
Here the storied Missouri River begins its wide arc east and south across the
Great Plains before joining the Mississippi River at St. Louis.
Overlook of the Jefferson River Valley |
As with all
water management in the West, the Missouri’s story is a complex one of flood
control, agricultural irrigation, hydroelectric power, fishing and other recreation
uses. As a river lover, it is exciting to see these big rivers flowing
unimpeded. Not too far downstream, the first of many dams will halt the
Missouri’s natural flow, burying so many beautiful river bends, rapids and
pools beneath the still water of reservoirs.
Willow Creek Cafe |
Our time
in Three Forks included one culinary highlight. With the hotel’s own dining
room closed for the chef’s weekend, the front desk recommended the Willow Creek
Café, six miles down the road. Sitting in an old Western storefront, surrounded
by all kinds of country kitsch, we enjoyed the best damn pork BBQ ribs we’ve
ever had.
Have you heard "Montana" by Frank Zappa? It's about dental floss and a cowboy -- kinda. It was popular with a group of trout fishing types who drank beer with me in the 80s. Note the woman who plays the xylophone. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=di2B3HDXjmI
ReplyDeleteThanks for the music history. That's quite a convergence there back in the 80s...beer, trout fishing, and Frank Zappa! Is there a back story to Ruth Underwood?
DeleteWill Rogers said, "All I know is what I read in the papers." I say, "All I know is what I read in Wikipedia." That's where I learned everything I know about Ruth Underwood. She is a classically trained musician who happened to cross paths with FZ.
ReplyDeleteHope you aren't working too much.