Unusual bi-color lilac at the Inn. |
Sacagawea Inn
I'd booked a room at this little motel so that I could participate via FaceTime in a book club meeting.The proprietoress was friendly, there was a resident black "motel cat" named Lily, a German Shepherd, too. I felt right at home!
I was given the "Bear Cub" room, complete with a mural of a mama bear and her two cubs in a forest scene on the wall above the bed. There were even sculpted bears on the toilet paper holder and light switches!
It was nice to get a shower and have unlimited power for once. I'm always having to be conscious of a draining battery!
Bathroom at the Sacagawea Inn. Note the origami towels! |
The book club connection was not as successful as I would have liked — while FaceTime worked for a time (I was a disembodied Cheshire presence on Becky's phone), the video was jerky and kept dropping off. We opted for audio instead, but I still missed about 20% of the meeting. I'd like to try Google Hangouts or Skype next time.
Lilacs and hawthorne in Salmon |
The library seemed to be something of a crossroads for locals, with topics of conversation ranging from the weather ("All my tomatoes froze," lamented one gentleman), to fishing, town politics, and cars. The library was well outfitted with computers, sitting areas, books, and best of all: tables to work at with ample plugs for power and fast wifi. I ended up working there, writing and researching for a couple of days.
Evening history walk
The library is also a great source of town information. You don't find everything online!There was a great little brochure on a history walk, highlighting a number of historical structures around town. So as the sun set, I went for a walk to get to know the town a bit better. Dusk lasts for a long time — the sun sets about 8:30pm, but it doesn't really get dark until after 9:30pm.
Sunset over the Bitterroot Range; Salmon River in the foreground |
As I walked, the scent of lilacs perfumed the air. They were flowering exuberantly everywhere: deep purple, lavender, maroon and white. The aroma will always bring back memories of Salmon, Idaho.
This home wasn't on the tour, but is typical of homes in town. |
Idaho and Montana (and South Dakota, too), have had boom and bust years from gold, silver, lead, and copper mining, as well as from logging.
Main Street, Salmon, Idaho |
Lemhi County Courthouse in Salmon, ID |
Salmon River and Island Park
The other thing about Salmon, Idaho, was that it seemed to be a safe, friendly small town.Kids were laughing, shouting and playing outside, riding bikes and skateboards until dark, with nary a parent hovering in the background.
Rafters on the Salmon River at dusk. |
Dog walkers made good use of this park, too. Curiously, the only hours that were posted as "on leash" hours were 11:30am-1:30pm. I wondered if that was because people often took lunchtime there and didn't want to be accosted by exuberant, wet dogs?
The Salmon River was running high and swift. A few rafts were running the rapids and passed by faster than I was walking.
I had to laugh at a couple of mallards that looked for all the world like they were enjoying running the rapids, too. They sped downriver, bouncing up and down the waves, and as soon as they passed into relatively still water, paddled furiously to get to the side of the river where the current was less so they could swim back upstream. I swear they were going to do it all over again, just for the sheer enjoyment of the speed and an adrenaline rush.
The area is on the Idaho Birding Trail, and the trees and brush were full of twittering birds, especially at dusk. I spotted an osprey, too. It was pretty magical!
Heron at dusk
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Osprey at dusk |
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