Flathead Lake - Where the Angels Come to Sing

The house is almost all glass across the entire front, it is is within ten feet of the largest natural, fresh water lake west of the Mississippi, River. Mountains are all around us, the lake is 28 miles long and over 300 feet deep giving it an almost cobalt blue color. There is a large deck overlooking the lake and a family of ducks float near us, they seem to live nearby. A hummingbird feeder supplies four of the perpetual motion machines that seem to prefer morning and evening visits. Several other different types of birds make their home in the half dozen or so cedars that are between the deck and lake. It is a never ending show of feathers and chirping. We have all of our meals on the deck. Sunrise over the mountains around six AM (8 Gainesville time) coffee and breakfast, life is good. Tuesday morning was a time to go exploring the local area. Lunch at a local diner then a trip around the perimiter of the lake. Found a place called "Three Dog Down" sells bedding, pillows, comforters and the like, not exactly my kinda place, but hey when in Rome, or in this case, Montana, well you know how it goes. Shut up Larry, we are having a good time. Uh, right. What do you think Dave? Oops, I forgot, doesn't matter what he or I thinks. They have a military vehicle, called a "Duck" it is a landing craft used in World War II, the ride is called "The Happy Hippo" Evidently it roars down boat ramps and explodes into the water drenching the occupants. Dave is hot to ride it, me not so much. An hour of being soaked with 54 degree water? NEXT! Dave saw a herd of Yaks, that's right, YAKS. They are raised for their coats, evidently it used on expensive sweaters. He decided to text his discovery to a physician friend who has just returned from Nepal where he actually had riden a yak. Unfortunately "spell check" reared it's ugly head and he sent his friend a message saying he had seen a "herd of hams." For the next 30 minutes he was on the phone swearing he had not been drinking. The day ended with dinner on the Deck, Did I mention Janine and Jeannie can cook? I mean really, grilled pork chops, huckleberry pie and an evening drink at sunset. The Native Americans are right, Flathead Lake is not only God's Country, it is where the angels come to sing.