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Along with President Obama, April and I decided to spend this last week in Southwestern Montana, which I’m sure the President would agree, is the most beautiful place in the world.

On Wednesday April, Nike, and I took the little boat down the Madison Arm to hike up to the Horse Butte Ranger Tower.

The Ghost of The Big Shee Wun even came and visited its old dock.

The Captain’s word is law.

 We spent two nights out at the beach watching the Perseid Meteor Shower and we were even treated one night to some faint Northern Lights. 

 Nike loved going on boat rides.

And exploring in the canoe.

On Saturday a group of us assembled on Observation Point to see President Obama fly out of the West Yellowstone Airport. Alas, we were foiled by the Secret Service and Air Force One took off twenty minutes early.  But the view was spectacular as always.

Here's the Obama-watching-party just about to be disappointed.

 To console ourselves we drove up the Contour Road and blew some clay pigeons out of the sky (don’t worry, Air force One was clear out of range).

 There is nothing better than a conversation after huckleberry pancakes, bacon, and fried eggs.

Yep, the most beautiful place in the world.

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We had a wonderful time up at the cabin. This was the first time that everyone in the family has been able to be together up there for a long time. We spent most of our time at the beach; reading, wake-boarding, canoeing, sunbathing, playing volleyball, and hitting rocks out into the lake.

On Wednesday April and I climbed Lion’s Head.

On Friday the whole gang went trap-shooting up on the wood road.


We also did a lot of huckleberry picking.

The mosquitoes were pretty bad (the millions of dots in next picture are all nasty blood-suckers).
But aside from the mosquitoes it was pure heaven.