Antone Cabin Part I

The Arrival

The original plan was foiled when my partner got a new job. Lucky for us though she started early enough to gain a couple of days off. So when she emerged from the forests of Glacier Nation Park I drug her out to do our much-anticipated bike pack trip of the summer. Except instead of bike-packing from Dillon we decided to drive the focus wagon.

And good thing. I mean the driving part. Initial plans had us riding to Antone Cabin which is nestled between the Snowcrest Range and the Gravely Range. It is good we drove because we would have spent the entire weekend riding to the cabin just to turn around and head back to Dillon. Almost 50 miles of dirt road. That is 100 miles round -trip. And did I mention that our time had been cut short by a couple of days? So we decided to drive.  And after a dusty but gorgeous drive we were piling out of the car to take a look around the cabin.

My partner in crime bolted to the nearest ridge. Flowers, peaks, trees, rocks, and animals in wild abundance. She seemed set free like a child in a toy store. Me? I couldn’t wait to grill up some brats. Ahhh … home!