The Rockies in July

During one of our family vacations in Montana, we left Glacier National Park earlier than usual and drove north through Alberta, Canada, and into British Columbia. We made it as far as the Alaskan Highway in Mom's gold Buick LeSabre (with automatic transmission).

We had many memorable moments during this trip. Although many places were astonishingly beautiful, the spot that left me breathless was the Ice Fields Parkway. It's an impressive destination.

We decided that despite the beauty of the Canadian Rockies, we all still preferred to vacation in Glacier. So that is the spot to which we returned.

Logan Pass, Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1968. Mom and I negotiate a snow bank. I wear my kelly-green, Ranger Rick Jacket. Mom wears a nose guard, as she always does, to protect against sunburn.