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.
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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...
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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...
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Idaho to Montana
"If I ever get to Montana, I probably will never leave."
That is something I have said for the past 36 years.
I left the Grand Tetons and headed West, towards Idaho, on Hwy 22, which is called the "Teton Pass Hwy." Teton Pass Hwy is quite an intense drive, with a 10% grade, blizzard conditions and...
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