I found a little campground on the Snake River in Eastern Washington. When I headed into Clarkston on Hwy 12 to get more provisions, I saw billboards advertising boat tours of Hells Canyon. I had no idea what Hells Canyon was, so I did a little research. Read more
Enough With the Rain!
The sound of footsteps woke me up; it was early morning, dawn had not broken. I couldn't see who/what it was as I had the tarp over the hammock to shield me from the nights' rain. I lay motionless. I could feel my knife on my right hip, my can of wasp spray above my...Read more
Gone, but not forgotten
I traveled North on the dusty and desolate Bannack Bench Road, and I was beginning to believe Montana didn't have many paved roads. Several miles of driving took me past a cow, on the wrong side of the fence, who had (like two minutes earlier,) given birth. I wanted to stop and take a few...Read more
Photo Friday: The Grand Tetons
Majestic. Awe-inspiring. Grandiose. Those are a few words that came to mind. "Grand" is what they chose. Disappointing. I did my research, I studied my maps and read numerous articles about the Grand Tetons, but nothing will prepare you for SEEING these mountains for the...Read more