"I wanted to write to you to express to you an incident that occurred to me while staying at your hotel one week ago, Sunday evening, July 20, 2008. First and foremost I am a very logical person. I work for the Attorney General of California and am also a professor for a college in Sacramento, California. I pride myself on looking at big pictures and not overreacting to anything that can be reasoned away. With that being said, my mother and I checked into your hotel, coming from the Lake McDonald Lodge, on July 20, 2008…
I have no idea what time it was but after falling asleep, I was awaken[ed] to the loud sound of boots walking down the hall. Initially I thought..."who is out so late with those shoes on?" The sound stopped at my door wherein I turned to look under my door well, thinking someone was standing there, and there was nothing there. I turned back over and tried to go to sleep. At that point, in the corner of the room, sitting in the chair facing the window (one that looks out to your parking lot) was [what appeared to be] a man. The man was very handsome, with boots on, nice slacks, with an elk skin shirt that was beige in color, or perhaps it was a suede shirt, with skinny black suspenders that connected by buttons at his pants. He was dark haired, olive complexion with bushy eyebrows and startling blue eyes. He was muscular with large hands. He seemed to have light surrounding him which made it easier for me to see him…I asked him why he was there and he said he had been a miner in the area and cannot leave Glacier…I asked him his name and I was given the response of Lunquist or Lungren. Something along those lines…
When I awoke in the morning, I talked to your clerk Anne. I was very impressed with her. She is easy to talk to and was very well educated about the area. I explained to her what had happened in my room the previous night. I asked her if she knew of anyone in the area with the last names above. We then checked out and met our family down in Columbia Falls. They are long standing members of the community. All of them have been local teachers in your high schools and elementary schools. They told me that you have a family in West Glacier named "Lungren." You may wish to share this story with them, if you would like.
Again, I cannot explain this event with any logical explanation. I was only scared when the loud boots were coming down the hall. I was never scared when talking to this person in my room…
"The following occurred on my wife and my visit to your hotel in the summer of 2003. My wife Debbie and I took a trip to Glacier National Park in 2003. We drove from Big Sky, Montana and arrived later than we had anticipated. We needed a room for only one night and checked in rather late - about 9:30p.m..
We were given a room on the 2nd floor and after a quick dinner we retired to bed. I awoke about 1:30 a.m. and went to the bathroom. When I left the bathroom a large black cloud appeared right in front of the bathroom door. I jumped and it moved back as I moved toward it and I saw it move to the back of the room. I figured I was just sleepy or dreaming so I went back to bed.
At about 5:00a.m. I again went to the bathroom and this time as I left the bathroom the big black cloud was there and moved very slowly away. It was cool and roughly in the shape of a large person but in a silhouette form - very much like an upright black cloud. The "cloud" moved back slowly as I approached and seemed very interested in observing me.
It was just hovering near me but I felt no fear - just amazement at what was occurring. It moved to the back wall as before and just stayed there. I crawled back into bed and it seemed to disappear into the wall. I lay there for a while awake but eventually fell back asleep.
I awoke and told my wife Debbie about it and she smiled - thinking I was making it all up. We then got dressed and headed downstairs - that's when we saw the newspaper articles on the walls. We asked about the "ghost" and were told the many stories and sightings. I can add my sighting to the list.
It was a fun sighting and I enjoyed the time I spent with the "ghost of Belton Chalet". It is the only ghost I have ever encountered."