Tiny log cabins, white sided houses with blue steel roofs and McMansions peek through the furry pine covered hills that surround Whitefish Lake. Deer graze and pull apples off trees in neighborhood yards. Someone in Terry’s tribe of golfers in Sun Lakes said go to Montana and stay in White Fish. I’m so happy we decided to follow his advice.
Originally named Sumptown, the city comprises almost 7 square miles of land and almost 6 square miles of water. The day of our arrival, a heat wave had gripped the city. Everyone was complaining of the high 90’s….for those of us from the oven known as AZ, that’s nothing. We stayed right on the lake at the Whitefish Lodge and Resort, just a mile from the historic district. Every kind of land and water sport is offered boating of all kinds, swimming, floating, hiking, biking, walking, shopping and, of course, eating. We took a field trip to Bigfork…smaller version of Whitefish, however located on the much large Flathead Lake.
We now urge you too to go to Montana….stay in Whitefish!
