Pilgrimage to Grandad

Once the truck was successfully rehabilitated, we spent a few days (still in Idaho) at a very remote campground Henry stumbled across several years ago and really enjoyed……

We got to christen his new canoe…..

… take Flower (the flamingo) out for her first camping trip…

and enjoy a bit of damp weather.

This campsite is frequented almost exclusively by locals – many of them active or retired foresters or loggers.  Lots of fun visiting with them.  Bill taught Henry a new technique for cleaning fish.

Jim shared our campfire (and some of his own retirement dreams) during the worst of the rain….

Indie just wanted us to throw the stick…. throw the stick…. throw the stick….

Did we say Grandad campground was remote?  It took over 3 hours to cover the 30 miles each way from civilization….

On the way, we passed logging operations….

and saw some magnificent trees and flora…

including a quite striking toad and a pretty flower being invaded by a spit bug.

Treated ourselves to ice cream at the end!

One more stop and then off to Canada!