Hells Canyon starts here, below the dam on the Snake River. Janet contemplates Oregon just on the other side. We left the RV park in Grangeville sleep deprived, and soon…
Nothing is as it seems–nor is it otherwise. Someone once told me the latter half of that phrase was a Zen koan. I can’t corroborate that. But after spending over…
For eight dollars a night, don’t expect more than simple pleasures. The kind of which are probably disappearing, as being too readily available to poor folk and people with kids…
