It's a brisk fall-like morning, so brisk, in fact, that I almost came back to the house for another layer of warmth while doing chores.
Yesterday, as we enjoyed at tailgate party at Canuck Pass near the Canadian border, I was really glad that Bill had a raincoat in his pack----not for rain but to stay warm.
With a breeze blowing, the temps up there dipped to the low 50s, and it WAS cold.
Today, Willie goes back to work at Sandpoint High School, so our outing yesterday with Willie and Debbie served as a last-hurrah of sorts to the summer fun.
Both dad and son got to do some fishing while Mom and daughter-in-law sought out adventure on short hikes.
We were soon sure that we found more adventure than we needed as we walked up a side road near the Spread Creek Bridge (on a loop route from the Yaak highway to Canuck Pass).
As we walked up the road, we discussed bears. Just as we mentioned the bear which had jumped in front of the car on an earlier Yaak outing this summer, I spotted something black along the left side of the road ahead.
We stopped, looked and probably both were thinking how anything black when you're out walking in the wild has to be a bear.
I soon extended my lens for a better look.
It actually looked like a person bent over in a squatting, fetal-like position.
Of course, thoughts of Bigfoot entered our minds. Debbie's a long time Bigfoot believer so it seemed natural.
At one point we turned around and walked briskly back toward the pick-up and then turned around to look again.
When the black "whatever it was" suddenly appeared on the right side of the road, we knew that our imaginations were not on full throttle.
It WAS something, something black that could move.
So, move we did much faster back to the safety of the pickup.
Debbie told me later that like a good Girl Scout, she would have helped me escape.
"NOT your day to die!" she added.
I felt secure in that pronouncement and am glad to report this morning, that Debbie is very astute in her prognostications.
In our absence, Bill and Willie enjoyed some catch-and-release moments in Spread Creek.
Then, we moved on toward that tailgate party with a full and spectacular view of the mountains of Canada in the background.
We saw one "rig" on the dirt road part of the loop. It was parked at the pass, and it's lights were on.
While sampling our tailgate goodies, we could hear someone bugling for elk off in the distance.
We did worry about those lights being on, and we hope whoever owned the truck did not have a dead battery when they returned from their scouting mission.
We did worry about those lights being on, and we hope whoever owned the truck did not have a dead battery when they returned from their scouting mission.
As always, it was a beautiful drive. The guys got to fish once more in Keno Creek while Debbie and I took another uneventful walk up the Keno Creek Road.
Throughout the trip, we did a lot of visiting. I think the experience was a nice punctuation to Willie's summer vacation.
Next week school bells ring again. This week, his newspaper staff is taking photos of all SHS students and staff for ID cards.
The briskness and busYness of fall is just around the corner, for sure.
Annie Love's Camino Outing . . . .
Meanwhile, off in Portugal, our Annie is about to complete her second day of walking the Camino, which is now taking her along the ocean shoreline.
She sent me the photo below earlier this morning, stating that a Slovenian mom who needed some rest from walking asked Annie if her (the mother's) 16-year-old daughter could join her.
So, she experienced a hint of deja vu from last year's Portugese Camino when our 16-year-old grand niece Justine walked along with her.
For more thoughts and photos on her first-day of walking, you can check her blog at
Monday Morning Update:
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The triplets plus one aka "quadruplets" started their senior year at Coeur d'Alene Charter Academy today. Time flies. Good luck, Justine, Jade, Grace and Jacob. Have a great senior year. ---Laura Laumatia photo |
That's all.
Happy Monday!
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