Post by George on Sep 2nd, 2009 at 1:20am
EJ, Ellen and I took a ride to Warm Lake up in the Salmon River watershed over the past couple days. Stayed at the backcountry lodge there. Sure--the cabins are a mite funky (built back in the '20s), but it's a nice place to spend time.
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Trouble was I'm in high cycle right now, and the cabin was a little small for me, Liz, Ellen and the headache--when I got hit the first time around midnight--and three or four times after that.
I thought about going outside and wrestling with the thing by the lake, but I figured groaning and cussing and howling by the light of the moon might be a little too...primal.
So Liz and Ellen got to see the thing. I hate when that happens.
Interesting, too, pacing around in an unfamiliar space. I was aware at one point that I'd encountered some sort of obstruction with my foot, but didn't discover until morning that I'd broken a toe. Weird. Didn't even feel it. ::)
Things looked better in the morning:
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Around noon, we drove over the pass into the Payette River watershed, and took a side trip up Snowbank Mountain to a glacial cirque Liz and I used to visit fairly often when we were in our twenties.
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Beautiful area, and still one of the only places where I've seen a cougar in the wild. This was the first time we'd ever taken Ellen there. She was immediately taken with the place, and asked if we'd come back again when she could spend a whole day making sketches and watercolors. I suggested to her that we come back again in July of next year when the wildflowers are at their height.
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Pretty steep hike down to the lake. It was good to see that Liz and I could still make it fine, although we were a bit slower than we were three decades ago. The kid, of course, left us far behind. ;)
A great couple of days. I especially enjoyed having the time to fish and talk to Liz and Ellen about stuff. Nothing big--just stuff. Seems like life in the valley with its many distractions and obligations takes away from our everyday opportunities to do so.
I even had the opportunity to learn that my kid has grown into one heck of a human being, and a delightful companion. Who'da thunk it? ;)
Best,
George
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or END PRINTPAGETrouble was I'm in high cycle right now, and the cabin was a little small for me, Liz, Ellen and the headache--when I got hit the first time around midnight--and three or four times after that.
I thought about going outside and wrestling with the thing by the lake, but I figured groaning and cussing and howling by the light of the moon might be a little too...primal.
So Liz and Ellen got to see the thing. I hate when that happens.
Interesting, too, pacing around in an unfamiliar space. I was aware at one point that I'd encountered some sort of obstruction with my foot, but didn't discover until morning that I'd broken a toe. Weird. Didn't even feel it. ::)
Things looked better in the morning:
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or END PRINTPAGEBeautiful area, and still one of the only places where I've seen a cougar in the wild. This was the first time we'd ever taken Ellen there. She was immediately taken with the place, and asked if we'd come back again when she could spend a whole day making sketches and watercolors. I suggested to her that we come back again in July of next year when the wildflowers are at their height.
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or END PRINTPAGEPretty steep hike down to the lake. It was good to see that Liz and I could still make it fine, although we were a bit slower than we were three decades ago. The kid, of course, left us far behind. ;)
A great couple of days. I especially enjoyed having the time to fish and talk to Liz and Ellen about stuff. Nothing big--just stuff. Seems like life in the valley with its many distractions and obligations takes away from our everyday opportunities to do so.
I even had the opportunity to learn that my kid has grown into one heck of a human being, and a delightful companion. Who'da thunk it? ;)
Best,
George