We spent a couple weeks at my home away from home, Bonners Ferry, Idaho, where I spent a couple weeks every summer growing up. My main memories are of floating the Kootenai River and riding horses and hiking mountain trails. We did all that and more on this trip too. Instead of floating on the big awkward inner tube and plywood raft, we used kayaks, easy to maneuver and quick. And as always, it was beautiful and exciting. We took a trip up to Roman Nose, an alpine lake with my aunt, uncle, cousin and his boys. The lake was cold, the sky was an amazing blue up at the higher altitude, with big billowy white clouds flying by.
We played badminton, hiked around the Kidd Trust property and had to check out Uncle Daves cabin, another tradition, each year it melts further into the earth, and there's a tree growing up through the center of it. Adorable, brave, little Petunia followed us everywhere.
We visited my cousin Jenny's impressive garden, always inspiring with enough veggies to feed the extended family (including us) and flowers. Enjoyed seeing a lot of deer in the fields, highest count was 28. At night the coyotes would yip yip yip and sounded like a kennel full of puppies, very cute. And speaking of cute, my aunt's little chihuahua stole my heart. We debated taking Petunia down to visit her native Mexico, but figured she'd be better off in the home she knows.
We took advantage of the barn and parked Rover inside while we replaced the fabric for the pop-top tent, also took advantage of having many helping hands to take off the roof cap. The whole thing took took a lot longer than we thought it would because the roof cap needed to be reinforced so it wouldn't fall apart during the trip (it was weak in spots from it's 40 years of use). We also pared down on the amount of stuff we brought to save space and reduce weight, making it easier for Rover to go up and over the Rocky Mountains... and all the rest of the mountains we'll encounter along the way.
The last day there we discovered big scratches in the apple tree, later saw the offending black bear in the field, wanting to come back, but too intimidated by all of us watching. I'm sure he came back eventually and feasted on more apples.