Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1921-01-07
Our Trip
From the Coast
Continued From First Page

one can look dneau anu see the Colu
and desolate looking mountains, that
makes one SILVER to think of what you
have still to go over.
But il is not so bad, however, when
you travel over such good roads, that
you hardly know it, only your (going
up) as we travel over this highway, to
the east of the city, for a distance of
eighteen miles, through the famous
Fourth of July canyon which is now
being constructed into first class, on
maximum grade Of five per cent.
AS the road winds around the side of
this cannon, il is great to look over to
one side, and look down many thous-
and feet below, then we gradually
wind down into it. Yon will wonder
how you are going to get out OF these
huge mountains that extend way above
you. 1t would make you feel as though
being shut in between huge walls.
But at last find your way out, then on
we 90 through Kellogg, small village
where again we 90 in and out among
rocks and mountains, crossing the sum-
NIT of the Bitter Rect mountains, and
across the State Line into Montana,
reaching an altitude OF four thousand
seven hundred and some odd feet.
We could look from this point and
see the clouds sailing below us then
down into the fine agricultural district
which balances very scenic, crossing
timbered mountains and winding our
way out.
Journeying on toward Missoula, Mon
tana, where the roads were consider
ably rough, but we didn't mind it so
much as we were too busy keeping our
eyes open. Then on through a pros
porous mining district where much
gold, silver, and other products are
mined, and on up an excellent grade to
the summit of small range of noun.
tains where the scenery is beyond ex-
pressing, the vast fields of curious
shaped mountains, and small towns
that lie below.
Then we enter the Missoula River
canyon, where parts of the range, 90.
ing through passes and gulches that al
most make your eyes pop out of your
head.
after anotbe4seew hours drive we
reached the City of Missoula, Montana,
which is rich with historic interest
To the south of the city lies the famous
Bitter Root Valley through which Lew
is and Clark passed on their way to the
eastern coast. The Flathead Indians
reservation, and Buffalo reserve is
found near by. To the north is the
Coriacan Defile, famous as a battle
ground of the Flathead and Blackfoot
Indians in early days. Onward are the
silver, placer, and sapphire mines of
Philipsburg, Montana where we found
many other things of interest, the Ma
Kay Gulch Massacre few miles away
from the town. There were other pla-
ces, but did not stop to take them in.
Here we struck a stone or gravel
road over the Rocky Mountains, climb
ing the mountains on comparatively ca
sy grades, with numerous hairpin turns
GALL of them being guarded) reaching
an elevation of six thousand four hun
dred feet at the summit 1t seemed
queer to be travelling on one side of
the mountain and the water coming
down toward you one way and on the
other side going from you, some places
looking as if it was going up hill. AT
this point we could look off down into
the valley where the small village
looks like little blot, and an auto like
a speck. Then we travel through an
mother valley and again over small
stetch Of mountains, down into roll
ing farming country to Threeforks,
Mont, where Lewis and Clark camped
while on their famous expedition. Al
few m lies away in the field was a
rock called Pillar, used by Lewis and
Clark during that period. II looks
oOihC Whdt lhC a tOdu otOOl, OuIy very
flat on top. On is the morrison cave,
one Of the largest in the world, many
other little ones near by and numerous
hot springs. Onward is the great ex-
tensive agricultural territory located in
the Gallatin valley.
After.a few hours drive we reached
a great flour and cereal milling center
Of the state, Livingston, Montana,
where we camped on our eighth day
and where the main road to the Yellow
Stone National Park joins. We had no
hard time finding our camping grounds
and here we met some tourists that
were going the same route, in a Ford,
by the name of Mr.. and Mrs. r. II.
Blow, from Stevens Point, Wis. who
were on their homeward trip from
throughout central and southern Wash
ington. The little Ford had by now a
few scratches on, but still rambed
right along, excepting when it took a
notion to balk on a hill. Then Mrs.