We just got back from a whirlwind tour of Glacier National Park. Molly, our friend Kelly and her dog Lucy, myself, and Moose all travelled to the land of receeding glaciers, mini-vans, and teenagers forced to go on one last family vacation. There were multiple Clark Griswold sightings which undoubtedly outnumbered the amount of wildlife that was seen. We were fortunate enough to have a buck mule deer saunter through our campsite, and I did catch a quick glimpse of a black bear, but the people watching was far better than expected. Also, I didn't know that I couldn't have a good time unless I brought a 100' long trailer, a satellite dish, and a couch. Ahh, America.
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You forgot to mention that Boy George camped right next to us!
It's about damn time you updated! Looks like a great time. AMAZING pics!
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