Last summer I took a short trip through Glacier National Park with one of my childhood friends, Simon. I flew up to Seattle and hopped into this beautiful 1991 BMW M5 to head due east for Glacier, 12 hours away. The liberal speed limits and gorgeous, curving roads were amazing, only matched by mountain views. In between, we packed in a few days of hiking through the wild (no bear sightings, unfortunately…or fortunately). And driving along the Going to the Sun road was definitely a highlight of the trip.

Idaho countryside, en route to Montana

Glacier National Park, Lower Two Medicine lake

Swiftcurrent Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana

Sunrise over St Mary Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana

Enjoying the winding roads throughout Montana in a 1991 M5

St Mary Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana

Storms incoming, and we've got nowhere to hide, Glacier National Park, Montana

Why are we hiking INTO the storm? Glacier National Park, Montana

Ice cold river from the fresh snow melt. A few miles north and the trails are impassable without crampons and ice axes. Glacier National Park, Montana.

Red Eagle Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana

Lush mountain meadow, about to bloom. Glacier National Park, Montana

Snowmelt in Glacier National Park, Montana

Heading to Red Eagle Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana

I could drive here forever. Glacier National Park, Montana

One of the snowiest winters in recent history has given us waterfall that have massively overflowed their usual boundaries. Glacier National Park, Montana

Trusty M5, served us well for 1200 miles of spirited driving, capped off by a run through the Going to the Sun Road in Glacier National Park, Montana

Ominous clouds over Red Eagle Lake, and camp isnt set up yet! Glacier National Park, Montana

Leaving Glacier National Park, Montana
January 2nd, 2012 on 12:07 pm
Incredible photos! My husband and I spent 5 weeks in Glacier this past summer working on our website: http://www.HikinginGlacier.com. It was awesome! We had a black bear step out ahead of us on the trail coming back from Iceberg Lake. We were probably within 50 feet of the parking lot. Fortunately he was only interested in the berries!