Wednesday, August 17, 2016

8/7/16 Potlatch the home of the LOGGERS

Moscow to St. Marie's, ID - about 89 miles

After breakfast at Judy's we are out of Moscow at about 10 am and rain is threatening.  Lightening means business in the distance.  A leather jacket and warmer gloves feel good this day.

The clouds are dark and the configuration is huge with heavy rain slanting toward the north (the way we are going).

We are fortunate the ride takes us around the edge and only sprinkles find us.  The extra clothes feel good.

The road (Hwy 95 and Idaho 6, Idaho 3) takes us through mixed grain and timber with small settlements and burgs throughout.

We stop at Potlatch to stretch and view the points of interest and the big #1 steam engine in the park.  It starts to rain in earnest. As we leave Potlatch I notice that the high school mascot is LOGGERS and I have a thoughtful laugh.

We make it to St. Marie's before noon.  Steve and Donna are gone so we admire all of the changes and hard work they have put in place since last here in 2014.

A garden, laying chickens, new garage (where we park our bikes out of the rain). Lots of care taken here.  We drop back in to St. Maries for lunch.  Steve and Donna are back and welcome us as we roll in again after our lunch.  So good to see them in person and get some Henson hugs.

Donna has been cooking BBQ beef for sandwiches and is making her own hamburger buns "It keeps them coming back!"  She smiles.

After the buns have cooked we let them cool and take a boat ride on the slow St. Joe looking for eagles. moose and osprey.

When we get to the turn around the main boat engine over heats and quits.  Gary gets hit in the head with a big board as he is trying to put oil in the engine.  Steve gets hit in the head as he goes under the boat to see if the jet is clogged.  Donna and I make the best of it dancing meringue to the loud music coming off shore.

Steve hooks up the back up engine and we have a super slow trip home (think Gilligan's Island and the Minnow - a three hour tour).  We are all frozen by the time we get back.  But those buns are cooled and the beef is hot.  We eat fresh salads from the garden and watermelon too.

We are now tired and full so we turn in to our stall, #4 in Badger's Den.

I love rocking chairs
any place in any town.
Contemporary or Antiquary,
they make me want to sit down.

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