Last summer, we were invited by extended family to meetup in northwestern Montana. Polson, Montana sits at the bottom of Flathead Lake – not too far from Glacier National Park and Canada. We had agreed to rent a house there when we started investigating travel plans. Airlines for 7 of us clocked in around $5,000 for coach to spend five days. Yeah, no.
Driving from South Florida? Forty hours. One way. Ten days of driving just to spend five days. No thanks.
The previous summer, we had come “this” close to renting an RV for 1-2 months. We fell short when doctors decided to go in quickly and repair my congenital diaphragmatic hernia. I’d managed playing sports and being active for 45 years short half a lung, but it had been getting worse. So we cancelled and did the surgery. Maybe that would be an option this summer.
We found the same guy who was renting but now he was selling the RV. He mentioned renting it to a rock band who broke off the entry door and well, it looked like hell. So, no thanks.
Next up, I said it in a flash, “Why don’t we work the numbers and just buy an RV?” Seven weeks later, we had a used tow car, an RV and we were driving off on a 44-day, 8,000-mile adventure. All because of Polson, Montana our midway stopping point for five days.
And it was spectacular. Our rental home looked across the lake and the driveway was wide and long enough to fit our 40-foot Expedition. We went out in two boats one day and spent the afternoon boating, swimming, lunching and rope-swinging. The backdrop of the northern Rocky Mountains are amazing. The water was cold in late July but our new Canadian friends swam in it like it was a hot tub.
At the marker on this map, within 500 yards or so, on the south side of the river is a rope swing that turned out to be an amazing spot for the kids and a few adults.