Lost Trail Pass

Salmon, ID  High    Low

A couple of folks asked me if I fished. The answer to that is a definite “not any more.” I never really fished but when we were dating I’d take a book and read out on the water while Jim fished. After I caught him and we were married, I told him that I was just going to stay home and read. He figured as long as I let him fish whenever he wanted to, that was a great idea.

We left Hamilton this morning at the early hour of 11:00 a.m. Knew we had a long day of 105 miles. (I wrote this blog post last night but we did not have any cell or internet service last night.)

One last look at the Bitterroot River.

About 7 miles from the Idaho border you start to climb up Lost Trail Pass.

The border is at the summit of the pass so you have a long steady, curvy climb up to 7,041 feet.

 

 

 

The descent is a lot of 20 and 25 mph curves down into the Lemhi Valley. This is the same path that the Nez Perce took after the battle at the Big Hole. Lewis and Clark also climbed over this path looking for the water way to the Pacific Ocean. It was a whole lot easier for us today than it was for any of them.

We followed the Salmon River for miles. It started out as a small stream and ended up a good size river.

Saw some cute babies along the way. There were two other little ones but they were hiding behind Mama.

Tonight we are at Heald Haven RV Park 12 miles south of Salmon. We don’t have any cell service or internet but we have absolutely gorgeous surroundings. The Salmon River is just down the bank from us. And take a look at these canyon walls. My pictures truly do not do them justice.

Our neighbors’ dog, a St. Bernard.

The deer wander freely through the campground. May I help you with some propane sir?

The office is this way.

Whoa there! Not too close.

This is our spot for the night.