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This Week on the Road - April 23rd-29th

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This Week on the Road - April 23rd-29th

Greetings From Bend

Hello Everyone!

Greetings from sunny Bend, Oregon. It feels like this week has lasted considerably longer than the seven days since I last wrote. Unfortunately, I was falling into a bit of a funk in Idaho as everything seemed to still be closed for the winter. From roads and trails to campgrounds and museums, I constantly felt like it was more effort than it should have been to find things to see and do. And since it was cold out there, I struggled to get out of bed in the morning. I wouldn’t say I was depressed, just kind of bored and anxious to be out exploring, as summer is fast approaching and this may be the last summer I have off from work for a while. I want to make the absolute most of it. A little dose of Oregon was just what the doctor ordered. Oregon has been bright and sunny since I arrived over the weekend and it’s been amazing to be out on the trail, chasing waterfalls and beautiful scenery and finding things open around town. I will look forward to seeing more of northern Idaho in a few weeks, but for now it is great to be back in the Beaver State.

Broke Down in Idaho City

After finishing this post last week, I set out into the night to enjoy one last wander through downtown Boise, a city I have come to really enjoy and feel comfortable in over the last year. I stopped into Gatsby’s 1920 speakeasy, where the correct password got me buzzed in through the plain door in a dark alley. Once the door shut behind me I found myself in a small library where a bookshelf was swung inward to reveal a beautiful old wood-paneled bar. I had a nice cocktail and then moved on to Press and Pony, another prohibition era bar, where a Guinness seemed to be the best option. I wound up back at my old favorite, The Pengilly Saloon, for some live music and a nightcap to end my time in Boise for now.

Idaho’s Oldest Masonic Hall in Idaho City

I hit the gym on Thursday morning and then hit the road from there. I hopped onto Idaho Route 21 North and followed Mores Creek all the way to Idaho City. The road into the canyon was beautiful, with volcanic cliffs on either side covered with lush green grasses and plants. Forty-five minutes up the canyon, I turned onto Idaho City’s Main Street. During the Boise Basin Gold Rush of 1862, Idaho City (or “Bannock City” as it was called at the time) became the largest city between St. Louis and San Francisco, growing even bigger than Portland. Idaho’s first Catholic Church opened in Idaho City, as did the territory’s first Masonic Temple and Odd-Fellow’s Hall, all three of which are still standing and in use today. Chinese immigrants made up almost half the population of Idaho City at the time (and a third of the population of the entire Idaho Territory). When the gold played out, the miners moved on and today Idaho City is just a shadow of its former self. That said, it has some great old buildings to explore and retains a lot of its gold rush character. I loved it and spent several hours wandering around the historic district, taking photos and reading up on the local history. The day was cloudy, but the sun kept peeking through to keep it warm and offered up a few nice stretches of blue sky. After a quick happy hour beer at Harley’s, I headed up the road and found a nice pullout near the top of a big, snow covered hill where I read my book until the sun went down and then cooked up some dinner and tucked in for the night. I was there for almost 12 hours and only 3 cars went past during that time.

Cold But Beautiful Cascade Lake

It was a quiet night and I woke up with a dusting of snow on my van. Nothing one swipe with my wipers couldn’t take care of, but it was pretty to see. It was definitely below freezing up there on the hill, and it was nice to turn on my heater as I dropped down into the tiny community of Lowman. I took a left (a right would have taken me back up to Stanley), and followed the South Fork of the Payette River to the 55 and then turned north. The river was beautiful to watch as it flowed through the canyon below. I continued north until I hit the town of Cascade and then turned off to go see Cascade Lake. It was really beautiful, but still pretty cold and windy out there so I mostly looked at it from inside my warm van. I continued north until I reached McCall, a clean and pleasant lakeside town on the south shore of Payette Lake. I’ve had a lot of people recommend McCall to me, and I can see why as it seems like a really nice little town and the lake itself is stunning. I took a wander through town and then headed out to Ponderosa State Park for the afternoon. I found a nice trail through the north end of the park which brought me to some nice viewpoints out over the lake. Mostly I enjoyed the exercise and fresh air and seeing the deer which seemed to be everywhere. I got back to my van in time to cook up some dinner and watch the sun set over the lake. Then I headed back into town to see some live music at Forester’s, a great old pub right in the middle of town. I really didn’t like the band which seemed more intent on being quirky and ironic than on playing good music, despite the fact that they were obviously talented. I stayed for a beer or two and then called it a night.

Sailboat Reflection on Payette Lake in McCall

I went back down to the lake on Saturday morning and enjoyed a cup of coffee and read my book for an hour or so before getting on the road to Oregon. I made stops in the little towns of Cambridge and Payette along the way and then popped over the Snake River and into Ontario, a cute little border town I had spent some time in last winter. There are some cute little bars in Ontario and I enjoyed some live music out at Cowboys by the interstate before calling it a night.

Mt Jefferson as Seen from Misery Ridge

I was up and out on Sunday as it was a long drive out to Bend and I wanted to get moving. There’s a lot of volcanic landscape and farmland between Ontario and Bend and it wasn’t a bad drive but there wasn’t much to see along the way either. I’m glad I filled up before leaving Idaho, because gas was up over $6/gallon in some of the more rural towns out there. I got into Bend in the afternoon and decided to take a night off the road since hotel rooms are cheap and plentiful this time of year. I checked in and caught a quick nap and then had a nice meander around downtown Bend in the late afternoon. After the sun went down, I went and had an amazing dinner at Wild Rose which served up some amazing northern Thai cuisine. I love Thai food, but it’s not often you get food from the north of the country and this place was fantastic. It was busy too, so apparently the word is out. After dinner, I headed back to my room to get a solid night’s sleep and get ready to start exploring again in the morning.

Smith Rocks State Park

Monday was a beautiful day and I headed up to the incredible Smith Rock State Park, north of Bend and just outside the town of Redmond. Smith Rock is another volcanic area which has incredible rock formations and the Crooked River cutting through middle of the landscape. It’s just a stunning place to see. I set off to hike the aptly named Misery Ridge Trail, which I personally found challenging but reasonable but others were really struggling on. The trail meanders from the river up a bunch of switchbacks to the ridge which has awesome views down to the rest of the park and out to the magnificent snow-covered mountains of the Cascade Range. Dropping down the other side, I followed the river back around to my van. Every turn offered up magical scenery, and I was very happy to be out there on the trail and taking photos. Returning to my van, I had a late lunch and then drove over to Cline Falls State Park to do a short hike to a pleasant little waterfall. The day was waning at that point, so I decided to just tuck into downtown Redmond for the night. I popped into a little bar called The Wayfarer Club for a beer and sat on their comfy couch and read until bedtime.

Bend and Mount Bachelor from Pilot Butte

I enjoyed a coffee the next morning at Junction Roastery before making my way back towards Bend. I wanted to enjoy the morning sunshine and climb Pilot Butte, a cinder cone right in the middle of town. The trail to the top spiraled up the butte at a perfect grade to get some good exercise without being too steep. A lot of people in Bend make that climb every day, some several times a day and I think I would do the same if I lived nearby. It’s only about a mile to the top and on a clear day, which it was, there are incredible views out over town to the surrounding mountains and craters. I really enjoyed the walk and the views. You can drive to the top in the summer, but I’m glad the road was closed so that there were no cars choking the area at the top. After returning to my van, I drove out into Deschutes National Forest west of town to visit Tumalo Falls. Just shy of a hundred feet tall, Tumalo Falls is really pretty and it was really nice to see. I had some lunch and then went back to Bend and spent about an hour strolling along the Deschutes River and through the Old Mill District where the sawmills that put Bend on the map once stood. Today it’s an upscale neighborhood with cute condos and plenty of shops and restaurants. In the evening, I stopped into the old St. Francis School, one of the McMenamin brothers’ properties which has been converted from central Oregon’s first Catholic school into a hotel, bar, restaurant, theatre and events space. It was Pub History night and I was there to listen to historian William Willingham talk about the history of gold mining in Oregon which was really interesting. Afterwards I went and had a cocktail with my friend, Lisa, and we chatted late into the night which was also really enjoyable.

Cline Falls Near Redmond

It’s another sunny and beautiful day here in Bend. I’ve been trying to run some errands and make some plans so that I can get out of here tomorrow and continue west into the mountains. I hope to go out and see some more waterfalls tomorrow and a few little towns on my way through the mountains to Roseburg. From there I’ll be following the route of I-5 north through the Willamette Valley and stopping in to see the state capitol, the university, and some great little towns and historic sites along the way. I’m really looking forward to it and I hope you’ll check back in with me next week to see what I get into. Have a great week out there and enjoy the spring weather while it lasts. Thank you, as always, for reading.

-Mike

On Misery Ridge in Smith Rock State Park

Some Great Old Buildings in Idaho City

Main Street in Idaho City

The Sluice Box in Idaho City Made Me Smile

I Always Love a Good Water Tower - This One in Cambridge, Idaho

St. Joseph’s Catholic Church, Idaho’s Oldest

I Loved This Old Building and Ghost Sign in Cambridge

A Cool Old Hotel Building in Cambridge, Idaho

Downtown Cambridge, Idaho

Late Afternoon in Ponderosa State Park

The Roxy Theatre in Cascade, Idaho

St. James Church in Payette, Idaho

Payette Lake in McCall, Idaho

A Beautiful Waterfall Along the Highway

Amazing Tumalo Falls

The Crooked River at Smith Rock

In Bend’s Old Mill District

Foresters in Downtown McCall

Sunset over Payette Lake in Ponderosa State Park

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Snapshots: Idaho City - Where the Streets are Paved in Gold

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Snapshots: Idaho City - Where the Streets are Paved in Gold

Gold was discovered in the Boise Basin on August 2, 1862 by a prospecting party led by George Grimes. After Grimes met an untimely end, the rest of his party made a quick exit from the area. Prospectors returned the following spring and the search for gold began in earnest, with settlements springing up throughout the region. The town of Bannock City was among them, a town which would later be renamed Idaho City after the Territory of Idaho was established in 1863. During its heyday, Idaho City was the largest city between St. Louis and San Francisco, even outgrowing Portland. It was known as “The Queen of the Gold Camps” and it was often said that the streets of Idaho City were paved in gold (although in reality they weren’t paved at all). Two years after its founding, Idaho City burned to the ground, losing 80% of its buildings in the flames. The town would quickly rebuild, only to suffer another devastating fire just a few years later. This time, wooden buildings were rebuilt with brick. Over $300 million dollars worth of gold was pulled out of the Boise Basin, which would be several billion dollars today. As the gold played out, the miners departed for other strikes in other places. Today, Idaho City has a year-round population of around 500 people. There are some great old buildings around town, beautifully preserved. Of note are the oldest Catholic church, Masonic Hall and Odd Fellow’s Hall (I.O.O.F.) in the state, all of which are still in use today. There’s a fantastic old two story schoolhouse which now serves as the City Hall and Idaho’s old territorial prison. Idaho City is a quiet town and I really enjoyed all of the old buildings and gold rush history. I hope you enjoy these photos from Idaho City, where the streets are (definitely not) paved in gold.

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This Week on the Road - April 16th-22nd

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This Week on the Road - April 16th-22nd

Hello Everyone,

It’s been a pleasant but quiet week here in southern Idaho. I spent the early part of the week in the Magic Valley out by Twin Falls, and the latter part of the week in the Treasure Valley here in Boise. The weather started off sunny, quickly turned cold with freezing rain pelting down on me, progressed into some beautifully warm and sunny days and is finishing off cold and rainy. It is nice to be here in Boise, a comfortable and familiar city, and I’ve actually been taking it easy here the last couple of days as I needed to take a breather from the road and this is a good place to do just that. I’ve been able to catch up with a few friends, get some much-needed supplies delivered from Amazon, resupply on food and water and get ready for the road ahead. It’s been a good week on the road.

After finishing up this post last week, I set off to explore downtown Twin Falls. I’ve been to Twin Falls a few times before, but never really had any time to check it out. The downtown area was really quiet on a sunny Wednesday afternoon, and I had the streets almost all to myself. There are some great old buildings around, but mostly Twin Falls is a modern city. There’s a nice city park in the middle of town with an amazing old band shell which still apparently hosts the Twin Falls Municipal Band it was built for in the summertime, although it’s now called the Magic Valley Symphony. There’s a magical old post clock on Main Avenue, a couple of nice statues and some interesting historical signs to help understand how the city has changed over the years. I stopped for a delightful pint of porter at Koto Brewing Company and then headed out of the city center for the night.

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Snapshots: Challis - Gateway to the Yankee Fork

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Snapshots: Challis - Gateway to the Yankee Fork

I had planned on spending an hour or two in tiny Challis, Idaho, but ended up there for the better part of the week. My van had a bearing act up on the way into town which is never a good feeling, but thanks to good luck and good karma, I found two excellent mechanics to get us back on the road. John and Scott took good care of my van and became friends along the way, but the age of my van and the remoteness of Challis meant we had to wait a few days for parts to come in. I passed much of that time at the town’s wonderful library, reading in the park or hanging out at Shyla’s Hideaway or Bux’s across the street. All of these things were a blessing and I’m truly grateful to have landed in such a pleasant little town during a time of distress.

The land on which Challis would come to occupy was once the seasonal hunting ground of Shoshone and Nez Perce Indians. Fur traders came through in the early 19th century looking for beaver, and the ranchers that still occupy the area would follow. But, like so much of the west, it was a gold strike that caused the area to really take off. Gold was discovered in 1873 on the Yankee Fork of the Salmon River and miners rushed in from all corners of the globe, inevitably followed by saloonkeepers, shop owners and prostitutes who relied on the miners’ trade. Challis was founded in 1878 and named after the man who surveyed the townsite. It became a central supply town for the surrounding mines, a role it still fills today. With a population of just over a thousand people, Challis is the largest town and the county seat of Custer County. I wish I had taken more photos while I was there as it is quite a scenic town, but I had a lot on my mind and wasn’t in the mood. I did take some though, and I hope you enjoy these photos of Challis, the gateway to the Yankee Fork.

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Snapshots: Mackay - Small Town Charm in the Lost River Valley

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Snapshots: Mackay - Small Town Charm in the Lost River Valley

Every once in a while I drive into a town which is just too nice to leave. I pulled into MacKay, Idaho in the early afternoon with the plan to hop out and stretch my legs. , maybe take a few photos and then keep going. I found MacKay to be a cute town with some great historic buildings, all surrounded by the majestic peaks of the Lost River Range. With snow-covered mountains in every direction, I decided to stay for a while. I’m really glad I did, especially since it was a near-perfect, cool, sunny spring day.

MacKay was founded as a company town for the White Knob Mining Company in 1801 and named for the company’s owner John William Mackay. While the mines above Mackay closed down many years ago, MacKay has held on, bolstered by the agricultural businesses that have grown up in the surrounding area. I loved some of their historic buildings in town, especially the Clock Cigar Company which has been restored to show some of the businesses which have come and gone in the building over the years. While the original post clock out front has long since disappeared, the town had a replica made to the exact specifications and it looks great. I also enjoyed the L7 Bar and Grill which was the friendliest place I’ve stopped in a long time. I hope you enjoy these photos from tiny MacKay, Idaho, small town charm in the Lost River Valley.

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This Week on the Road - April 8th-15th

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This Week on the Road - April 8th-15th

Hello Everyone!

It has not been the best week out here on the road, but that doesn’t mean I’m complaining because it also could have been significantly worse. I’ve spent most of the week in limbo, waiting for things that were out of my control. I was in tiny Challis, Idaho for five days, waiting for some unexpected work on my van to get done. The rest of the week I’ve been just up the road from Challis in Stanley, waiting and hoping for the weather to clear. I’m very grateful to have had two excellent mechanics, John and Scott, working on Shadow Catcher. During my time in their shop I not only came to trust them with my van, but also to consider them my friends. I spend most of my time on the road drifting in and out of towns across the country, playing the familiar-to-me role of The Stranger. This week was different because it’s hard to stay a stranger in a town of a thousand people for very long. When I finally got off and running again I drove up into the mountains and straight back into winter. I had to break out all of my winter clothes again and find places to hang out and avoid the snow. When the clouds finally lifted, the Sawtooth Mountains showed themselves and they are spectacular and were well worth the wait. And now I’m finishing off my week here in Twin Falls in the rain. I’ve only gone about 200 miles this week which has definitely saved me on gas, but I’m hoping that now I can keep moving for a while as I get back into my more regular routine.

As I’ve just mentioned, my week got off to a rough start. When I pulled into Challis to finish up this post last week, I turned down my radio and heard a terrible sound coming from my rear wheels. I decided to park and get my work done and give it a while to fix itself, which would have been amazing if it had worked. It, of course, did not. Challis is a small town and the closest thing I could find to a mechanic on my phone was a tire place just on the edge of town. I went and talked to them and they said they didn’t really do much beyond tires and oil changes and pointed me to another garage behind the Napa Auto Parts up the road. This was definitely a garage, but with no sign, no online presence or reviews, no nothing. I went in and talked to Scott and he said he would take a look at it in the morning. I didn’t really love the situation, but I was stuck and grateful he would have a look and see what he could do. Worst case scenario, I could call AAA and get a tow up to Salmon which has a couple of mechanics. I found a parking spot nearby and then took a nice, long walk around Challis. It’s clearly in the midst of an old mining region with mining still being the main industry today. Challis was founded way back in 1876 as a supply center for the different mining districts in the area, including the Lucky Boy, Custer, Sunbeam and Charles Dickens mines, and continues to be the main town and county seat for the region. After having a good look around, I stopped into Bux’s Place, a classic, old-school, taxidermy-and-pool-tables kind of bar on the main street. It was smoky, but nice enough for a beer. Then I went across the street to Shyla’s Hideaway which had less atmosphere, but also less smoke and they served food. Shyla’s would be my go-to spot for the rest of the week. I had a tasty sandwich and chatted with the bartender who told me that Scott was a good mechanic and a decent person which left me feeling a little better about the whole situation.

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Snapshots: Pocatello - Idaho's Gate City

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Snapshots: Pocatello - Idaho's Gate City

Pocatello, Idaho is a wonderful place to be. It’s a modern city and home to Idaho State University, but it maintains its historic charm and classic American downtown vibes. Originally part of the seasonal migration routes of the Bannock and Shoshone tribes, the city takes its name from Shoshone Chief Pocatello.

American explorers Meriwether Lewis and William Clark passed through the region on their Corps of Discovery expedition in 1805. A businessman from Massachusetts named Nathaniel Jarvis Wyeth came west in the 1830s to try to establish himself in the fur trade and set up Fort Hall as a trading post. Unable to compete with the Hudson’s Bay Company, he sold Fort Hall to them a few years later. Several years down the line, the fort would be a major stop on the Oregon Trail as emigrants made their way west across the country. When gold was discovered in 1860, the area experienced a minor rush and people began to settle in the beautiful Portneuf Valley. But more than anything, it was the coming of the train that would build the city of Pocatello. The area became a rest stop on the Utah and Northern Railroad and several years later the Oregon Short Line came to town, creating a junction and transfer point referred to as “Pocatello’s Junction”. In 1888, an executive order purchased land for a townsite from the Fort Hall Shoshone and Bannock Reservation and the city was incorporated the following year. Because of the train junction, Pocatello was known as “The Gateway to the Northwest”, or simply “Gate City” for short.

I had a great stay in Pocatello, enjoying their monthly art walk, a performance at the Palace Theatre and some live music in the downtown bars. The county history museum had some neat artifacts and I particularly enjoyed visiting the Shoshone Bannock Cultural Museum in nearby Fort Hall. Pocatello is a friendly city with a cool vibe and I will definitely be returning in the future. I hope you enjoy these photos from Pocatello, Idaho’s Gate City.

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Snapshots: Montpelier - Bank Robbers and Bears in Southeast Idaho

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Snapshots: Montpelier - Bank Robbers and Bears in Southeast Idaho

Montpelier, Idaho is famous for two things: bank robbers and bears. On August 13th, 1896, Butch Cassidy and several members of his Wild Bunch strolled into the Bank of Montpelier and strolled out with a little over $16,500 ($640,000 in today’s money). As they rode off into the sunset, the local sheriff took off after them on his bicycle. He made a valiant effort but didn’t stand a chance. While Butch Cassidy was never caught, a local man named Robert Meeks, who helped in this escapade which was likely his first and only bank robbery, was eventually tracked down and convicted to 35 years in the state penitentiary.

As the dust was finally settling from the bank robbery, a different kind of thief was just starting his long and storied career. Old Ephraim was a massive grizzly who reeked havoc on the region for over a decade.. He was also called Old Three Toes because of a deformity on his back foot which made him easily identifiable, In August of 1923, a local rancher named Frank Clark finally tracked down Old Ephraim and caught him in a trap. It took seven bullets to bring down the massive bear. You can visit the grave of Old Ephraim in Utah’s Logan Canyon and you can see his skull at Utah State University, but his legend is alive and well in Montpelier where a giant statue stands as a memorial to his exploits.

Those two stories make Montpelier an exciting place to visit. The town was once called Clover Creek and was a stop on the Oregon Trail. The name was changed to Montpelier by Mormon Prophet Brigham Young in honor of the capital city of his home state of Vermont. The Oregon Short Line Railroad reached Montpelier in 1882 which would allow the town to grow more rapidly. Montpelier would serve as the home terminal for these trains until 1972. It’s still a rail town today with plenty of trains passing through every day. Montpelier is also home to the National Oregon and California Trail Center, which was sadly closed during my visit. And you can also visit the Bank of Montpelier which is still standing in town and still has the original teller windows and vault from when Butch Cassidy last saw it in 1896. The bank is a museum now which is open sporadically and is, at this writing, for sale. I hope you enjoy these photos from the wonderful small town of Montpelier, Idaho - it is actually more than bank robbers and bears, but those make the town great.

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This Week on the Road - April 2nd-7th

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This Week on the Road - April 2nd-7th

Hello Everyone!

I’m back in the mountains and it is wonderful to be here. I know I was in the mountains in northern Utah, but the Idaho mountains feel different somehow. Or maybe Idaho towns feel more like mountain towns and that’s what’s different. I don’t know, but it’s nice to be here and to be enjoying cool, sunny days and incredible views. My first full week in Idaho has been a good one. I really enjoyed my time in Pocatello and have made my way north and then west from there and I am writing to you today from the little town of Challis, the largest town in Custer County with a population of just over a thousand people. The Salmon River is nearby and the town is surrounded by mountains. I’ll bet it’s cold and very isolated here in the winter, but it sure is nice to be here in the spring.

It was late when I finished up this post last week and I am always grateful for the libraries that stay open until 9pm. It was cold and raining out so I grabbed a quick beer up the road and then tucked into my van for the night. The rain wasn’t too bad, but the wind really picked up overnight and blew through all of the next day with gusts up over 50mph on a regular basis. According to the locals, the wind is quite common around here and we were lucky the rain kept the dust down.

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Snapshots: Logan - Classic Utah in Cache County

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Snapshots: Logan - Classic Utah in Cache County

Logan, Utah was once a gathering place for the Northwestern Band of the Shoshone Indians. The Shoshone were a nomadic tribe so they had no permanent homes in the area. Mountain man Jim Bridger made his way down the Cache Valley in the 1820s, trapping beaver for the fur trade. The town itself was started in 1859 when Brigham Young directed a group of settlers to build a fort along the Logan River. The town grew and took the name “Logan” after fur-trader Ephraim Logan. Because of its abundant water, Logan became a farming community and mill town. Brigham Young College opened its doors in 1878 and was later renamed Utah State University. Today, Logan is a sleepy city with a reputation for being a safe and clean town to raise a family. There are several theatres in town providing year-round entertainment and the university helps bolster the local economy. I also thought the temple was one of Utah’s finest. I wasn’t in Logan long, but I had a pleasant stay. I hope you enjoy these photos from my time in Logan, classic Utah in Cache County.

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Snapshots: Ogden - Utah's Junction City

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Snapshots: Ogden - Utah's Junction City

Ogden was home to Fremont Indians for centuries and was later the territory of the Northern Shoshone and Goshute tribes. Fur trader Miles Goodyear made his way into the valley in 1846 and set up a trading post he named Fort Buenaventura. I’m sure the Mormons were surprised to find him there when they arrived in 1847, but they bought his fort and began building a town there along the Ogden and Weber Rivers. The town they built was named Ogden after mountain man Peter Skene Ogden and became the second city in Utah to be incorporated after Salt Lake City. The whole area would change twenty years later when the transcontinental railroad came through Ogden, choosing the northern city over Salt Lake because its route went around the north shore of the Great Salt Lake. A spur line would be built to Salt Lake, and Ogden would become known as “Junction City”. With the railroad came tremendous shifts in the population and Ogden went from being a quiet Mormon city to a rowdy railroad town. It would also become one of Utah’s most diverse cities with an influx of Chinese laborers and Black train porters. All of the action would center on 25th Street which is still the main drag today. Later the Lincoln Highway would also come through Ogden, furthering its reputation as a major crossroads of the west. Today Ogden is tamer than it once was, but is still one of Utah’s least Mormon-influenced cities with an abundance of bars and clubs throughout. I found Ogden to be a fun and vibrant place with wonderful museums, some great historic buildings and yes, better than average nightlife for the Beehive State. I had a great visit and will definitely be back in the future. I hope you enjoy these photos from Ogden, Utah’s “Junction City”.

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This Week on the Road - March 26th-April 1st

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This Week on the Road - March 26th-April 1st

Hello Everyone!

Greetings from Pocatello, Idaho and Happy April to you all. I crossed the border into The Gem State yesterday morning and it is nice to be here. Leaving a state always feels bittersweet to me. After 5-6 weeks I feel as though I have a pretty good understanding of the people, places, history and culture of a state which is, of course, the whole point of this adventure. And then when I reach that point, it is time to move on and start fresh but it’s always a little sad to leave the familiar for the unknown. I can’t say enough good things about Utah and the last six weeks I spent in The Beehive. From tracing the trails of The Ancients to old cliff dwellings and petroglyph panels to following the Mormon pioneers as they spread out to create their New Zion to exploring truly incredible natural landscapes, Utah has really given me so much to be thankful for. I have loved almost every minute of my time in Utah and certainly look forward to returning in the future. That said, I’m also looking forward to the next few weeks here in Idaho and to seeing everything it has to offer. I hope you’ll come along for the ride.

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