Stressful Day

The first challenge we faced this morning was getting our of our campsite and on our way. It looked like it should be simple, but we ended up having to trim trees on both sides. I finally got to use our new loppers, which we bought because we foresaw the possibility that we'd have to cut ourselves out of a bind.

We drove to Boise, to the Interagency Visitor Center, hoping to get information on the wildfires and where we might find campsites in the Boise National Forest that would fit us. Unfortunately, the visitor center was closed. Besides, it was pretty clear as we drove into Boise that it was smoky from the wildfires. The NOAA weather forecasts have been including an ominous prediction, one I don't recall ever having seen before:

 

We decided to move on explore somewhere else. It's very difficult to find a good place to stay in the Boise area. We moved on to Glenn's Ferry, ID. We're at the Carmela Winery RV Park for a couple of nights, hoping to rest up from our travels and get some chores done tomorrow.

When we pulled in to the campground, a sudden storm blew up, with high winds and driving sand, but it subsided quickly so we were able to set up, with friendly help from the manager, Stan.

We walked across the street to the winery and restaurant to pay for camping and to check out the restaurant. Unfortunately it's open only 10-3 for brunch on Sundays. Otherwise we might have stayed to eat.

We walked along the Glenn's Ferry recreation trail. It's a gravel .9 mile long that stretches from a point on the edge of the little town, along the golf course and RV park, through the vineyard, and to the Three Island State Park. We walked the trail plus the upper camping loop.

Tomorrow we'll stick to walking through the state park, which has lots of trees and green grass--but only because it's well watered. Idaho is, surprising to me, very much a desert in this area.