Whitefish, Montana

Years ago, we had a family ski vacation at Big Mountain.  While there, we decided to explore the town of Whitefish and Glacier National Park.  We couldn’t go far into the park since the roads were closed due to snow.  We were able to peek inside the cottages, and I told Mitch, “We should come back here in the summer.” Here we are, and we couldn’t be more excited.

The town of Whitefish is as quaint as I remember it.  The streets offered specialty shops, restaurants, and beautiful hanging baskets of flowers.  The view of Big Mountain and its ski trails is visible from this quaint town. Huckleberry seems to be the in-thing in this neck of the country. Everything from shakes, jams, honey to licorice is in huckleberry.  Mitch’s enjoyment was the shake. Every Tuesday, starting at 5, the farmers market occupied the town square. Tents and food trucks were plenty, and crowds of people walking and picnicking on the grass was a welcomed sight.  We visited a delightful wine bar, and the guitar entertainment paired well with the Malbec.

The Farmhouse Inn and Café was a charming little white house where we had breakfast on the morning of our departure.  There was a patio in the front and the back for seating.  The big bonus for me was the offering of gluten-free options.  Breakfast was leisurely and delicious.

Glacier National Park was everything we hoped for and more.  We enjoyed four full days in the park and decided to do a blog on each day.  The videos don’t do the park justice, but we didn’t want to skimp and put all the videos in one blog.  This park should be on everyone’s bucket list.