This is third part of our second trip out west this summer. Like I said, I have a lot of pictures to share (only took about 900). Kirstin, Jeff, the boys and myself, decided to head north to Canada to see their side of the park, Waterton Lakes National Park. We took the "Going To The Sun" road again to East Glacier and then north to the border.

This is one it the last remaining big glaciers left in the park. We were told that the glaciers are melting at an alarming rate. They showed us pictures on the area in 1860 and 30 years later and you could see the glaciers receding. But that was before the industrial revolution began, before cars and airplanes and before factories and power plants. Now they say it is our fault they are melting. I say they are melting anyway but we are just helping them along a bit. By the year 2030 they will be all gone. And then what will they call the park? The Park Formerly Called Glacier?

We got to Waterton in time for lunch and we scoped out downtown for a good spot to eat. It was a beautiful, warm summer day but very windy. Liam was complemented on his sunglasses and Firefighter T-shirt right away by a Canadian stranger. We say our first bears just before we got to Waterton. You can see them on Jeff's blog. I thought it would be redundant to show you the same bear that I photographed.

Jeff showed you some pictures of the wildlife that was in town. There were dozens of deer in that small community in the park with no fear for humans.

It was time for Chocolate Milk for the boys while they waited for chicken nuggets. I had a burger instead. It was a quaint little place with a collection of expired license plates from the US and Canada (three or four were from MN).

This old geezer was just sitting there and the boys didn't want anything to do with it, even though we told them he was a fake. Finally Logan braved-up and had his picture taken with him, but he had to be sitting with mom.

Logan and water again - he is only inches away.

The Waterton Hotel.

The wind was blowing about 30 mph and Logan was trying out his airplane.

A big gust almost took Logan down. You can see how it was pushing him.

hat, since he was riding on dad's shoulders. A Logan seems to be in the spotlight during this post. Where is Liam? He had to wear dad's Tilley hat. A Tilley Hat is the finest in all the world (that is what it says on the inside anyway). And if you have one, you have bragging rights. In fact, if an elephant would happen to grab your hat and eat it, all you have to do is wait two days for it to pass through the elephant, brush off the big stuff, wash it and it is as good as new. It really happened. I now have bragging rights, but as far as wearing a hat that has spent two days inside an elephant, that is another story.

Here is one of the dozens of deer in town at the waterfall watering hole. Perfect for those crazy tourists to take pictures of.

This is Red Rock Canyon. It is not as big as the name implies. It is only about six feet across at this point and kids piled up rocks across if to try to dam it up. I had to wait a long time to get this picture because I did not want anyone in it, especially those fool kids.

As we left the park, we drove to Cardston, Alberta before heading south back to our camp site. Since this is a small Mormon town, it was not hard to find the temple. There was construction being done on the main entrance so this side was the best side for a photo. Stay tuned for part 4, the trip home.
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