I Dee Ho

When I was a kid, my Mama and my Aunt Myrtle talked about a far away land called I Dee Ho.  When I grew older I realized they were really talking about a state...the one squeezed into the shape of a big fat L,  between Washington and Montana.

Over the years, I’ve crossed the border into Idaho at times to visit Lewiston or Coeur d'Alene.  I’ve also had the thrill of a jet boat tour through Hells Canyon on the Snake – the  river that cuts a huge smile from Wyoming, all across Idaho, and into Washington.  (It spills into the Columbia River about 40 minutes from my house.)

In June we had the opportunity to see more of the beautiful and not so far away I Dee Ho country. 

Near Twin Falls, ID, the Snake River tumbles over a rocky 212 foot Shoshone Falls and flows through the Snake River Canyon.      I was reminded of when I was very young and that crazy stuntman Evil Knievel attempted (unsuccessfully) to jump the canyon on his motorcycle.

If you are afraid of high bridges and deep canyons  -  this is certainly the place for you.  Not.  I can only imagine how awesome it would be to see the river flowing freely. 

My only disappointment was that there were houses built so close. 

We also passed through Owyhee Country, a serene and appealing place that day.  I was intrigued with the story and pleasured by the signs color coordination with the hills and sage.

But what a killjoy to peer over over the guard rail and see someone's garbage.  (Grrrrr….. I detest litterbugs.)   Thanks to the clouds, I got my groove back when I saw a Salmon flying in the sky.


We didn’t see nearly enough of Idaho.  I guess that means we have a wonderful excuse to head east - and explore another day.