A Bridge Across Troubled Waters

Driving along US 12, a person sees bridges periodically spanning the river. I've driven this route several times before, never actually taking the time to park, get out and walk across. Today I did.
Just before you head down the thimble berried path, a sign greets you. Know your bears, its says. I met a black bear while eating thimble berries along Eagle Creek, hiking on the Pacific Crest trail. That bear had a cub. The cub ran up the tree, touching my pack. That story is in My Journey to Freedom. Since I lived to write this blog, you know I survived the encounter, thanks to my hiking partner, Rainmaker.

I love a good river walk. This roaring river, going by the name Lochsa, with various branches of  various names intersescting it, would be ideal for the adventurous kayaker. Someday I hope to do that too.