Idaho Inspired
Trip Start
Aug 24, 2004
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Trip End
Sep 01, 2004
McCall,
Idaho,
United States
Thursday, September 9, 2004
100 Mile Vertical Backpacking
What in the world was I thinking spending everyday indoors in a studio when there is so much to see outdoors? I was sooo in my element the times I spent skinny dipping at Trail Creek Hot Springs; swimming, catching toads on the dirt roads, watching an elk in scrutiny of the la-la-panorama-land, staring at the dreamy steam and the far off silhouette moon at Burgdorf Hot Springs; dancing barefoot to Drum & Bass Techno House music, watched hardcore runner Debbie stand and spring up vertically on her head at an outdoor birthday bash, as well as spending time alone laying out on the sand enthralled by the stars and waited for some moon beaming creeping from around the mountain at Salmon River beach, listening to soothing sounds of the streams; climbing thousands of feet high fierce steep slope mountain (albeit in butt sore sodden sweat with a fishing pole) to camp out overnight on a piercing bright vivid moon at Golden Lake; walking with the family dog Rusta along the dirt road (with a cocktail in hand) and valleys where the cows meander and fodder on grass with mountains blue heron's and wide long wing spanned eagles pirouette in the sky as its backdrop; hearing coyote's choir bust out seemingly ebullient harmony for a minute or two at odd hours of the night and before the crack of dawn then stop in complete silence instantaneously; even just sitting at the front porch to gaze at clouds veer hues of periwinkle purple blue indigo and gold behind this tree with gracefully arched branches towards the pull of gravity; wining, dining with the hospitable-kind-ultra-mega-cool-wonderful-forever-grateful-for Kelloggs; performing surgery for hours on crotch-revealing pants that should've been buried to its misery that just clung on to it's dear life by shredded threads which called for a cocktail break and sent me into sewing trance; chatting with " 'Under The Tuscan Sun'-classy-personality-Kate-Blanchett-resembling" Robin who lives by this cosmic lake, drinking mimosas before noon while humming to Porgy & Bess tunes, munching on delectable ginger snaps or Susan's homemade taste palette waking pies, laughing, leaping, hop skippin', watching the sunrise change the horizon on this bench we moved from the antique store that seemed to weigh a ton; driving with a blanket of thick mist and moon from not too far a distance that made it seem like we're perched on the clouds
Cat Guard
. If only I could paint, I would've had quite a few framed. For now, it's framed in my mind. Cheesy. I'm so cheesy. I know. In that case, I'd call it "high-grade cheese" (sorry I had to bite that). One can say, "Such a city girl". But it's not the sole raison d'etre. Absolutely unfettered. I've spent quite a balanced time in all sorts of lifestyle in different landscapes in the desert, in the mountains, in the boonies, in the city, in a farm, in the country and it's not the reason why I appreciate nature. I just DO. And one of them is definitely IDAHO. There's so much to see in this world. I'm so LUCKY to have seen what I've seen, met the people that I've met and experienced what I've experienced. I feel richer than I already felt 10 days ago. For that I'm eternally grateful to the Kelloggs!
Anyway, back to MY "for-now-broke-ass-reality" but I feeeeel GOOOOOOOD and I hope you are all tres bien. Pardon the run on sentences but my mind is running profusely with mildly rabid images and I have to let it out.. teeming babeh.. teeming! Thanks for reading..... (and the best part is...I'm completely sober ahora .=.-D )
Love with eternal gratitude for vie!
T'oujours,
Je c'est moi giasemoulla jumping jellybean jessamine to the next wave crest bask-in nymph in a birds nest scene .=.-)
