Off we go!<\/p>\n Breakfast at The Whistle Stop Cafe in Columbia Falls – where we added the word “terrifical” to our vocabulary…courtesy of our waitress – then north with the stop at the river and on another 40 minutes of dusty road along rivers and creeks, to Polebridge, Montana…home of Polebridge Mercantile…<\/p>\n aka the “Merc”.<\/p>\n The Polebridge Mercantile is famous for its bakery – bread, sweet rolls, sandwiches. We partook! And ate all on their front porch…<\/p>\n …while we took in the local color – and not just the leaves on the trees, but I cannot bring myself to point my camera at strangers so you’ll have to take my word for it. <\/p>\n However, while Sandy was inside getting another Huckleberry Bear Claw, Jerry and I were kibbutzing and noting that the “color” in this kind of very remote place tends to be the same from remote spot to remote spot. And then, a car with people who reeked high class pulled in and asked Jerry if he was from here… Hee… In Jerry’s defense, although he was wearing a cap that said “Paddle Faster, I hear banjo music”, he was dressed in jeans, a freshly pressed oxford shirt, with a belt and shirt tucked in! – AND his hat was on right side forward. He didn’t really look like a Polebridge local…but it was funny. <\/p>\n After that, I was done…Karl and I headed for home leaving Sandy and Jerry on their own for further exploring…they have a Garmin, I knew they’d find their way back to the house..eventually and they did…and it was still light :)!<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Oct10\/PolebridgeBySandy0207.jpg\" "\\"\\"\/")
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