For any of you that read this blog and would like to view more pictures, sometimes I do not put everything here, let me know by email and I would be happy to share all of the photos we have taken. For those of you who are still wondering, no we are not ready to come back to Indiana,(although we do miss family and friends) and yes we are having the time of our life.
Today, Friday the 5th we took a drive up to Horse Butte overlook. The drive up to the top is now something we have learned to expect, rocky, bumpy, dirty, hole infested, narrow, you get the picture. The rewards of going to the top was nothing short of what we expected. As you can tell by the signs up there, elevation is 7077 ft, but the views were breath taking. We were even able, using the binoculars, to located our camper clear across the lake. I remember my sister MaryAnn had a favorite saying in her year book ( I believe it was the yearbook, if not I apologize to her ) which read something like this, “anything worth having, is worth working for”. Well if one wants to see the beauty that the good lord has created, sometimes you have to put forth a little work or extra effort to accomplish it. Today we did that and the rewards were great!
Sunday morning we woke to find 2 inches of snow on the ground. Vickie said she told Todd not to answer the phone because she was afraid her workampers were calling in to quit. After all the snow we have seen since leaving Indiana we figured 2 inches was nothing, even though it was in June.
Tuesday, June 8th, we took a drive over to Idaho to a place called Big Springs. The name of the town is called Island Park and it prides itself of having the longest “Main Street” in America, about 33 miles long. The owners of the many lodges and resorts there incorporated the town in 1947. The town is only 500 ft wide in most places and 33 miles long. The reason for incorporating the town was to get around Idaho’s laws that said alcohol could not be sold outside the city limits. Pretty smart huh? Big Springs has a log cabin that is listed on the National Historical Registry. The cabin was built by a German immigrant who stood a whooping 4”11 inches. Unfortunately the cabin is closed until July 4th, but to see the craftsmanship that went into it is something else. To give the cabin a finished look, he left the bark on the logs and used this as a decorative finish. The place is really remarkable to see and we only regret it was not open at the time, but we’ll go back in July and see the interior. The drive there was less than 30 miles from the campsite and well worth the trip.
This past week, June 15th through today, we learned some new meaning to the words “cow bells” and “wedding rings”. A couple from Michigan is camping here this week and invited us to go fishing on their boat. They do a lot of trolling and rigged us up some rods with cow bells and wedding rings. It was an experience we have never encountered before, sitting back on a nice soft seat, shooting the breeze and waiting for the fish to hit. We’re happy to say the cow bells, which is a collection of different colored blades from 2-5 inches , attached to a line, a wedding ring, which is some smaller beads and a wedding ring located in the middle of the beads, and a hook with a night crawler, done very well for us. We ended up bring back 8 trout, all between 16 and 19 inches. The rest of the week pretty much was routine, fishing, driving around looking at some new places, and just good of relaxing.
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