The Road Goes On Forever.....

"Do you mind driving back and forth to McCall several times a week, isn't that like a hundred miles each way?"  I've been asked the question numerous times.

I worked in an office for seventeen years.  I sat behind a desk, entombed within the taupe walls of a commercial building and encased in glass.  I rolled back and forth across muted gray carpet in my high-back chair and stared at outdoor landscapes  on my computer screen.  What do you think?

The melting late season snow releases some of the most powerful whitewater in the Northwest, crashing and breaking over perfectly placed boulders.  Deer and moose graze on fresh sprouting greenery in shaded canyon openings.  A bald eagle dives at a calm spot in the river to return, clutching a rainbow trout.

Previously unaware that they traveled this far inland, 30 to 40 pelicans feed on fish at the base of the dam, just outside of Cascade.  A fox and her pups, play in a meadow in the cool evening air.  Two cedar adirondack chairs sit, side by side, on the sandy bank of the Payette, just before Smith's Ferry.

No, I'd rather be stuck in an office on the phone!

Cheers