I remember when my wife and I made our first visit to Priest Lake. Our history with the lake is short compared to most of you. We enjoy a rather convoluted connection to the lake - as my wife's sister's husband's family (confused yet) have had a cabin on the east side, at the narrows, since the 40s or 50s.
Immediate family members each get a week during "the season" to enjoy the cabin. So by luck of marrying well (I love you honey), we were lucky enough to be invited to the cabin during my wife's sister's week - starting about 1992. With our first glimpse of Priest Lake, my wife and I became converts to a new religion. After a couple years of those few precious days at "the cabin", we needed more.
We bought used touring kayaks and spent a week camping on Kalispell Island. The experience was indescribably life changing and we have not been able to quench our thirst for the beauty of the lake since. The years since have been kind to us - we still have those yellow and blue plastic kayaks and you can find us paddling for miles north and south of the narrows on any given summer day. We also have a pontoon boat now and are blessed to have a slip at Granite Creek - which we are privileged to call our home base.b
Being 60ish we cherish every moment we are there and are saddened by those who abuse it or take it for granted. Priest Lake has enhanced our lives beyond words and with each visit we discover a peace and tranquility found nowhere else. My wife and I are water people - we are drawn to it - it touches us spiritually - and some day our ashes will be scattered upon it.
Gerry & Valori Steinauer
2009
