Later in my travels, Billy and Danny joined me (that's who they were at that time) and we toured National Parks: Mt. Rushmore, Yellowstone, the Grand Tetons, and Glacier. At Glacier, we drove over the Going to the Sun Road and stayed at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Waterton on the Canadian side.
The amazing old hotel sits on a wind-swept bluff overlooking Waterton Lake. The winds are so strong the hotel requires anchoring cables and still it sways and creaks. It was a perfect place for the boys to sail their model gliders. They climbed to the highest balcony and let them go, drawing the attention of lots of visitors who served as spotters and go-fers so they could clamber back up and do it all over again.
We spent one afternoon in the town of Waterton, I did laundry while the boys terrorized the town as they pedalled a four-wheeled surrey on two wheels around the corners of the village. While the laundry and the boys spun around, I shopped and bought this jacket which I've probably worn twice. I need to get rid of it. But it's hard.