Philipsburg Montana

We were thrilled to have our best friends visit us last week! They drove 550 miles just to spend time with us! Driving to Philipsburg along the Anaconda Pintler Scenic Route seemed like a good day trip for us. Of course we visited the famous Sweet Palace, a destination for many travelers. They make the best taffy! Long the county seat of Granite, Philipsburg has a rich history of mining and ranching. Officially registered as a town in 1867 and incorporated in 1890, Philipsburg was named after Philip Deidesheimer, a prominent mining engineer who hailed from Nevada. After the Silver Crash in 1893 the town became a ghost town, but over the years has been re-established as a thriving community and fun tourist attraction.

 It was a cold, wintery day, but filled with sunshine. Most of the restaurants in town were closed for the season, but we did find a great one just at the entrance to the town. Here are our friends standing by the iconic silver prospector.

 We passed by a typical "ghost" building just outside of town. There's snow in them thar hills!

 The hills around Philipsburg sported herds of cattle here and there. I wanted a photo of this scene. We noticed a lone cow standing behind a fence, away from the other cattle, but in full view of the road. Ted suddenly exclaimed, "That cow has just given birth!" We stopped to look, and sure enough, there was a tiny calf lying on the ground. Mama cow watched us nervously as we snapped pictures and told her what a good girl she was. She was hidden from the other cows but not from the cars driving by.

 We knew the birth had just happened, as mama cow still had the afterbirth to discharge. What a thrill for us to see this little miracle!

On our way back up the highway we passed by this old, abandoned church in the tiny, historical town of Hall. It looked quite sad. We couldn't have asked for a better day with our friends, sightseeing in this beautiful area! We never tire of seeing the awesomeness of God's creation, the best of which is love and friendship with special people to help us enjoy what we see and do!

Madison Buffalo Jump

Our goal today was to explore the area between the I-90 freeway, and to the south, the Norris Highway, west of Bozeman. There is a large valley through which the Madison River flows, coming north up from Yellowstone. We ate lunch in Three Forks, then found the Madison Road heading down toward the Buffalo Jump. The valley is broad, and not quite as hilly and green as it is a little further south. We came upon this historic little cabin identified as that of George and Edna Wilcox, 1907-1940.

 The valley included several large ranches, populated by horses, cows, and crops. The backdrop here shows the cliffs rising up from the Madison River.

 We turned off onto the Greycliff Road hoping to get a look at the river. Free ranging cows looked at us reproachfully, seeming to claim the road as their own.

 The Madison River, wide and beautiful. I stuck my feet in and discovered it was almost warm, a surprise in this part of the country.

 After traveling for miles on a dusty, gravel road we finally came to the Jump.

 

From the State Parks website:

"Situated on the edge of a broad valley carved by the Madison River, this high limestone cliff was used by Native Americans for 2,000 years--ending as recently as 200 years ago. Native people stampeded vast herds of bison off this massive semicircular cliff, using them for food, clothing, shelter and provisions." I read at the Interpretive Center that Salish, Pend d'Oreille, Bannock, Crow and Blackfeet Indians all used this site.

 "Runners, highly skilled young men trained for speed and endurance, wore buffalo, antelope or wolf skins to lure bison to the "pishkun" or cliff. The buffalo jump was often the key to existence for native peoples. Although the introduction of horses led to the abandonment of this jump sometime after 1700, the rugged outcropping now serves as an inspiring monument to the region's early inhabitants." I was most impressed to read that the Indian women were the ones who skinned the bison, cut up the meat, dried it and also preserved the hide and many other parts of the bison, using almost the entire animal.

 Looking away from the "Jump" we gazed out onto the valley with a Montana mountain range in the distance completing the picture. The awesome landscapes all around us continue to amaze us. There is always something new to see in "Big Sky" country!