The golden larch didn't disappoint on our trip to the Seeley lake area for two hikes: a four miler to Morrell Falls and then a three miler to Holland Lake Falls. (special thanks to Mary for suggesting Holland Lake).

We left Great Falls around 6:30 a.m. and faced fog and construction on the way, putting us a bit later than expected, but the fog was still with us for the full Morrell Falls hike. For the most part, the trail was empty as  we only met three other parties, but we had the falls to ourselves.  The two unnamed ponds on the way to the falls were gorgeous reflecting ponds for the yellow tamaracks that surrounded them. One held a beaver who gave us a show as he dived and swam through the glass-like water.

We ate lunch at the falls but decided to pass on the rather steep hike above the falls, due to the wet conditions from the prior night's rain that left the trail a bit slippery.

We finished the hike around 2 p.m., so we decided to head up the road 20 miles for a second hike to Holland Lake Falls. The drive was well worth it, again with the golden glory of the Western larch groves contrasting with the snow in the Mission Mountains. 

The hike to Holland Lake Falls was even more beautiful with the trail going uphill, revealing views of the lake and mountains behind. By the end of the hike, the fog finally lifted to reveal blue sunny skies. But by now, it was almost 5 p.m.

We met a few more people along the lake trail; however, we again had the falls to ourselves, except for the shots of hunting season we could hear in the distance.

We ended the day by dropping off Mary at her cabin--her husband had been waiting awhile, since he didn't know about our second hike. Mary had earlier given us a tour of her wonderful cabin, located on the shore of Seeley Lake. It was by far the best "potty" stop the GiG has ever had.

After dropping Mary off, we stopped once more, this time to see the largest larch in the land: Gus.  He is so large that it took four and a half gals holding hands to encircle him.  Some of the gals accused Kathy D of making up the name "Gus" for the tree, but two other visitors proved to the skeptics that the tree really was referred to as Gus.  See this site for more information. Those who had seen Gus before  hadn't seen him dressed in gold, so it was a great side trip before heading to Lincoln for dinner at Lambkins.

We arrived back in Great Falls around 10 p.m.

Who went: Ellen, Mary N, Kathy D, Gail, Randi, Katie

Link to Katie's pics

The last time we headed to Crown Butte, the girls ended up with a flat tire, luckily rescued by a local rancher with an air compressor. This time, we battled the severe ruts in the roads in low lying vehicles. The center caused both cars to high center so we had to drive on the edge of the road.

Other than that, the day was uneventful for sidetracks, except the messy hair we had due to the strong winds to our face as the went up and toward the northwest end of the butte. We were actually roasting on the way down when the "breeze" was to our back.

The colors absolutely popped with the golden reds of the currants, willows and other undergrowth stood out among the green of the surrounding hills. And this hike produces some of the best views of the Rocky Mountain Front as well as the buttes that dot the plains. Haystack butte is particularly prominent.

No cows, but  we did came across a weird contraption, we presume was to help load cattle onto trucks to take to feed lots or market.

Katie was on her way to her grandmother's funeral in Fresno, Ca. She was to lead the rosary that night, but she had forgotten to put one in her suitcase which was already loaded into the car. Amazingly, Chrissie had one with her to lend. A beautiful end to a nice day.

Check out this site to learn more about the butte and the Shonkinite formations with augite crystals in the area.
Who went: Chrissie, Gail, Bonnie, Roni, June, Doris, Katie