Whitefish, Montana

I spent the day at Glacier National Park with the family and made a detour on the way home to stop at Whitefish. I remembered seeing pictures of the park, and it looked kind of desolate. The main thing I recalled was some grousing about the area that has coping below another transition and some steps. It was a controversial decision, but I’ve seen it work before in Tigard. It was getting dark, and I had to choose between Kalispell and Whitefish. Not remembering a damn thing about Kalispell, I chose to check out Whitefish, and to my surprise, it might be my favorite of all the Montana skateparks I visited.

Like I said, The sun was going down and I was running out of time, trying to get some runs in and get photos. The gods of photography are not smiling on me. I just had to replace a camera body that crapped out. While packing for this trip I discovered the month old batteries inside corroded all over the inside. It still flashes, but I have no control over the settings and the display is unintelligible. I tried it for a while with mixed results. In the end I had to switch to the onboard flash, which sucks with a wide angle lens. So here’s what you get, a bunch of haphazard shots taken by a guy who wasn’t concentrating and had a broken flash.

I met some friendly locals by the name of Willie, Parker and Troy. Here’s some shots of them.

Parker.

Willie

Troy

The street trough has some interesting things on the side.

Here’s two different views of the deepest bowl. Pools coping. Nice.

Here’s the much maligned coping arrangement. In person, I hardly paid any attention to it. It’s perfectly usable or ignorable.

Here’s a close up of the natural rock embedded in the corner.

More shots of the locals.

Parker volunteered to throw himself down these seven stairs a few times and I couldn’t get an angle I liked, so I owe it to him to post an extra.

Hey, how did this handsome and stylish young man get in here? He looks like he comes from good stock.