US-89 Day-6 "North to Glacier National Park"

I wake in Laurel, Montana after a great night sleep. I book up I-90 West to catch US 93 to Kalispell. The headwinds winds are horrific and I lose about 100 miles per tank traveling at 80 miles per hour. For a good period of time I have the bike at full throttle just to maintain the 80 mile per hour speed limit. 

For some reason I thought the road was going to be empty and there would be little so see in regard to towns. Quite the opposite, because I saw many small town around Flathead Lake. What a beautiful lake, with a number of small islands and many marinas.  

I got to Kalispell about 4:30 PM and decide to try to get into an independent campground called Glacier campground right outside the Glacier National Park gates. I get in and find that the people are nice and the campground to be very nice and comfortable. The owners keep two big dogs in the lounge area of the office. 

I am sitting in the lodge area of the Glacier Campground, and Marylou (fabricated) also sitting in the lodge asks me where I am from, and where I am going. I tell her my plan and then she tells me that she is a greeting card sales person for Northern Montana. This campground is one of her big customers. Marylou says her brother lives in Fullerton, CA, but they were born in Buffalo. I tell Marylou that my wife’s family left Buffalo and moved to New Mexico to escape the snow. Marylou, looking out the window at a patio umbrella then tells me about a female relative in Buffalo that recently had a patio umbrella fly up during a wind storm, and come down into her eye socket, where she lost her eye. I tell her that must have been a horrible experience for the women. Then Marylou is then off to talk to the owners of the campground. 

I go to Fred’s bar at the Glacier park entrance and have dinner and a beer. Alan the bar keep is a great guy.  Alan’s mom was Irish and his dad was Armenian. Alan has a great game at the bar. For 2 dollars you get to roll 5 dice at once. If they all come up the same then you get the prior losers dollars in a jar. Everyone loses and Alan adds your two dollars to the jar. I decline to play because you are just giving your money away with such low odds.