Fireman cousin was stuck in Boise and we were headed North, so we weren't able to meet on this trip. Too bad because he's a real cowboy and Little Man was dying to show him the rope he'd made in Walnut Creek, MN.
Following gardener friend's advice, we headed into the unrivaled Boise National Forest. The drive through Picabo (remember Picabo Street?), Hailey and up to Stanley was slow going but glorious. Our plan was to make it all the way to Lewiston which we did.
Congratulating myself on getting in at a reasonable hour (thanks for the gift, Pacific Time Zone!), the kids were so excited to swim in a hotel after driving so long. Would you believe the entire town of Lewiston, Clarkston and surrounding areas were completely sold out? All the universities were starting up and towns were overrun with helicopter parents.
Back in the car for a couple more hours...
No comments:
Post a Comment