Back Road; TBT

Bill had gone to Usk to help teach Native American kids from the Kalispel Tribe how to fly fish. 

One anecdote he brought back dealt with a  young lady who quickly announced that she didn't like fly fishing, even though she'd never tried it. 

When she hooked on to a 14-incher, her tune changed. 

While he spent his afternoon yesterday with the kids, I took off for a solo back-road drive, mainly to take pictures but with faint hopes of spotting some huckleberries. 

The road between Grouse Creek and Elmira does not appear to be berry bountiful. 

Plus, it's a bit challenging in spots. 

I was imagining how bad the Grouse Creek end of the loop must have been during spring run-off. 

Lots of big dips to avoid and more than enough dust. 

I met no cars once I turned to the left off the main Grouse Creek Road. 

So, thankfully I could weave in and out among the low spots.

Even through the dust, I enjoyed the beauty of the drive, especially as classical music played on KPBX.

All in all, it was a relaxing and satisfying trip, which I like to take at least once a year. 

Bill arrived home shortly after I did, and then we enjoyed an evening without the intolerable heat of the past week. 

One time I walked out to the front yard and just kept walking because it was so pleasant outside. 

Same story this morning, except for the instant smell of wildfire smoke the instant I awakened this morning. 

With the steady breeze, it's possible the smoke is coming from a fire far away. 

I hope so anyway.

We have been very fortunate with clear skies and safe air so far this summer. 

Hope this morning's smoke moves on and dissipates.

Happy Thursday.  Enjoy the photos.  

It's a new Viggo movie.

For all the locals and anyone else who likes to keep track of our often-resident actor, these are trailers to his latest movie.

I remember this story.  Should be a great movie. 

 

Some Thursday Throwbacks . . . .