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 “The trouble with weather forecasting is that it’s right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.” — Patrick Young

Snow was plentiful on my journey up and over 8,700-foot Galena Pass, but thankfully the roadway was dry. ... Photo by Pat Bean

Dodging Storms

After leaving Lake Walcott, my travels took me up Highway 75 to Ketchum, which sits in full view of the awesomely ragged Sawtooth Mountains. I checked into the Meadows RV Park on the outskirts of town for one night, expecting to travel on the next morning. I awoke, however, to four inches of snow on the ground beside my RV.

Staying in Ketchum had more appeal to me than meandering on down the road, so that’s exactly what I did.

The next morning, thankfully, I awoke to a clear sky, which soon had me packing up my RV. These pre-road chores include unhooking water and electricity land connections, kicking the tires and walking around the RV on the outside, then making sure everything is in its proper confined space on the inside. The last thing I looked around for was my coffee cup. It’s been know to escape my attention and the result isn’t pretty.

My grand drive this day took me up and over 8,700-foot Galena Pass. I saw plenty of snow along the way, but thankfully none of it was on the road. Arriving early afternoon in Salmon, the gateway for rafters going down “The River of No Return,” I decided to treat myself to a late lunch in a restaurant.

Bertram’s Pub and Brewery looked the most inviting. It was a good choice,I decided as I drank down the last swallow of the dark, award-winning Sacajaweja beer I had ordered to go with my Belly Buster hamburger, two thirds of which went back to the RV with me in a doggie bag. Maggie did get a bite, but the burger also made a filling dinner for me.

The Salmon River, also known as "The River of No Return." For the record, one can return up it. I did. After a five-day white-water rafting trip, a jet boat took two hours to return me to my starting point at Corn Creek near Salmon. ... Photo by Pat Bean

I awoke the next morning to rain, and a forecast of snow about 5,000 feet. Some of the passes I needed to cross were above 7,000 feet. I decided it was yet another good day to stay put here at Salmon’s Century RV Park. And so I did, feeling as if someone had hit the replay button.

Copyrighted by Pat Bean

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