Coeur d'Alene KOA

... and to thank the veterans at the fair and finally that we should show our support by singing the “Star Spangled Banner" and with that a recorded version of America’s national anthem shook through the speakers with such tear-jerking emotion that  everyone around us (with exception to those unable to and the Priest family) stood and placed their hands on their hearts and belted along with our 'Whitney Houston” singer.  Now I think it is fair to say you cannot ...

... that his bistro will not be open by the time we get to San Fran.<br><br>We were entertained on our last evening by Bear Grass, another country sing-along with a couple who played banjos and guitars.  The kids had fun with the wranglers, Fynn crashed by the fire on the rugs supplied and slept in front of the fire and stayed there until we were ready to carry them back to the cabin. <br><br>The final ride was our best &#8211; we were taken out by Randy ...

... 3 14th which is a 170 yard (it&#8217;s on a pulley system where they can vary the length of the green from the mainland!) 7 iron onto a man made island green which you get to and from on a boat called &#8220;The Putter&#8221;. What a hole and what an amazing course. American golf at its best where they think of everything including fans on greens to cool you down and ...

Most of the adults participated in the adult test &#8211; to see whether we could go on the adult horse ride.  We all failed &#8211; it was hysterical.  Ian and I were cantering English style on a western horse and it was utterly wrong.  We couldn't understand the reaction of the horse and realised that the moves we were told to do in the UK gave out a different message.  Additionally these horses are trail horses and hated being in the ring so ...

We were up early to see the horses being driven from the mountain to the valley.  It was a great sight with the horses galloping by (loping is the word over her) being herded by the wranglers, then off for breakfast.<br><br>The first thing to do this morning was to get the boots and chaps sorted out.  Kids first and Edie was given a fantastic pair of sparkly pink riding boots (not quite boy but she loved them).  The kids looked really cute with their ...

Hello all!<br>I have returned home to Spokane after a summer of travels to visit friends and family across the west, and now have three days until I leave for the Dominican! I plan on using this blog as a means of updating y'all with photos and stories. It is easy for you to reply to my blogs, and I will ...

... welcomed us in and started to show us around the log ranch house,  From the  back porch we glanced the first view of the ranch.  In the middle of this wilderness  we were struck by a valley full of  paddocks, ranch houses and horses.   It was beautiful.  We signed the obligatory insurance forms and we were off to find out log cabin.<br><br>En route we spotted another (but larger and luxurious) RV with a group standing outside drinking wine.  We were introduced ...

... the brochure informed us that the astronauts for the Apollo mission trained on these grounds. Warning signs were posted everywhere, stating that the ground temperature could reach up to 170 degrees. Therefore, we kept the dogs in the car, where their paws remained safe. <br><br>Once again back on the road, we made our way to the Salmon River Scenic Byway, the second ...

... fifty degrees of drizzle, and rolled our eyes, and laughed, and talked of other things. Manning is a musician and audiophile, and he owns and runs a high-end stereo shop in town. He's a Michigan boy from Alpena. He started out as a journalist taking on the timber industry in Montana. At last the parade ended. The crowd shuffled past, but they were not as noisy as the marching bands, and so we could shoot. And that lasted maybe 30 ...

... dining car and endless hours to read and talk and think of questions for our next interview. And much was different...the crying baby (Sally managed to get us moved to another car for the second night), the Burl Ives wannabe with the awful voice and guitar entertaining the crowd in the lounge car, the endless miles through North Dakota and eastern Montana. As we pulled out of Union Station, I noticed the flip side of the approach to Chicago from the south: the northern burbs, so ...