There's something totally decadent about listening to frogs chirp in the early evening. Birds are still singing occasional songs as evening takes hold, but the frogs are definitely winning out. An occasional truck along Main Street, falling darkness, and a good game of cribbage.
Life is good for innkeepers on a Monday night!
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Monday, May 5, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Hiking to the Snake River
Every now and then innkeepers get the chance to goof off and Saturday was one of those. Bill & I drove to the Cow Creek Trailhead along the Imnaha River in Northeastern Oregon to attempt a 4.2 mile hike to the confluence of the Imnaha and Snake Rivers. Nothing too strenuous (it's pretty flat), but a milestone for us. We've attempted this hike twice in years past and never succeeded (ran out of daylight being the biggest problem).
What a glorious day! The hike itself was beautiful. Upon reaching the Snake River we feasted on a small lunch, including a screw-cap 25 cl bottle of French table wine we'd brought home nearly 10 years ago (and still drinkable).
A quick nap under the shade of a tree closest to the river and we were off again on the return trip, only to be greeted by light raindrops along the way. Near the end of the hike we encountered a rather large bull with his cows and calves. It did take us a minute or so to size up the situation and continue. That the bull was pawing the ground was a little unnerving, although we finally decided that he was giving himself a dustbath (!).
Hi-ho, back to the Tahoe we go! Hips a little sore for the wear, but two tired and happy innkeepers returning to Joseph to prepare for the next day's arriving guests.
What a glorious day! The hike itself was beautiful. Upon reaching the Snake River we feasted on a small lunch, including a screw-cap 25 cl bottle of French table wine we'd brought home nearly 10 years ago (and still drinkable).
A quick nap under the shade of a tree closest to the river and we were off again on the return trip, only to be greeted by light raindrops along the way. Near the end of the hike we encountered a rather large bull with his cows and calves. It did take us a minute or so to size up the situation and continue. That the bull was pawing the ground was a little unnerving, although we finally decided that he was giving himself a dustbath (!).
Hi-ho, back to the Tahoe we go! Hips a little sore for the wear, but two tired and happy innkeepers returning to Joseph to prepare for the next day's arriving guests.
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