I think my internal thermostat may have been reset on my recent trip back to Montana. Last week it got down to what Florida considers cold. I was driving to work wearing just a light sweater and I got quite the look from the guy in the next lane. He had on a huge coat, beanie, and gloves! I seriously burst out laughing! I wasn’t cold at all!
For years I tried to avoid the cold and snow. I thought this trip would remind me why I moved away from it, but it completely did the opposite. Now I truly am dreaming of a white Christmas. I just want to breathe in that clean, crisp air once again. I want to act like I’m 5 years old playing in the snow…making snow angels, building snowmen, sledding down the biggest hill. I want to bundle up in those cozy sweaters and drink hot cocoa in front of a fireplace. Christmas doesn’t feel the same when it’s nearly 80°F and the only white powdery stuff around is sand!
We finally made it down to the Roe River. The way the steam was coming off the water and the light was shining through was nothing short of magical! It looked as if it must be a passageway to a secret wonderful world!
As gorgeous as the falls and the island were, the most incredible winter wonderland I have ever seen in my life was at Giant Springs State Park. Giant Springs is located in Great Falls, MT. It is home to one of the largest fresh water springs in the country and the Roe River, once listed in the Guinness Book of World Records as the world’s shortest river. I want to spread this out over a few days. It’s just so beautiful and I just want it to last a little longer. 🙂
Welcome to Giant Springs!
Tomorrow we will visit the Roe River just past the bench. Check out all the posts from my Winter Wonderland series!
As promised in my post yesterday, let’s go check out that island below the falls Meriwether Lewis was talking about! Although I didn’t see his eagle, it was an incredible sight with beautiful surprises around each corner! Be sure to … Continue reading →
I arrived at another cataract of 26 feet. … below this fall at a little distance a beatifull little Island well timbered is situated about the middle of the river. In this Island on a Cottonwood tree an eagle has placed her nest; a more inaccessible spot I believe she could not have found; for neither man nor beast dare pass those gulphs which separate her little domain from the shores. The water is also broken in such manner as it descends over this pitch that the mist or sprey rises to a considerable hight. This fall is certainly much the greatest I ever behald except those two which I have mentioned below. It is incomparably a geater cataract and a more noble interesting object than the celibrated falls of Potomac or Soolkiln. – Meriwether Lewis, June 14, 1805
These falls were later named Black Eagle Falls for the eagle Lewis wrote about. They are the first in a series of five water falls that make up the Great Falls of the Missouri River. Tomorrow I will take you down onto the island Lewis writes about so we can get a closer look of the falls and those trees. Be sure to check out all the posts in this Winter Wonderland series!
Come experience a Montana winter through my eyes! Over the next few days I will be sharing a series of photos I took on my recent trip to Montana. While I’ve never been a huge fan of cold weather, I’ve always found winter so magical. A fresh blanket of snow can cover something ugly and dormant, and turn it into something crisp and pure and shimmery. Anything seems possible!