Rolling out of McCall, north towards the Payette was harder than it sounds. McCall is a beautiful lake/snow town, and no, I did not get any pics, as it seems I was always gathering or doing something else in town, other than relaxing. Night 2, I moved up to a nice hillside spot above Burgdorf – an old hot springs resort right off the road. I did some exploring the next morning, to get my bearings and find what all I needed to see in the coming days. I had talked to Alabama-Jared from Boise, and coincidentally, he was to be at an event, less than 3 miles from my camp, with his new hardcore-singletrack friends from TVTMA. While he got his soul-crushing single-track-fix, I did more exploring around the endless wilderness along the Salmon River.
I also found it so hot in the valley, I had to go for a dip in the birthday suit – I did not expect any more paddlers, as the nearest upstream put-in was in Montana. I guess that explains the flag on the lead-boat of four, all with small children on board. I did have my pants on by the the time they came around the bend 🙂
Total number of animals almost killed while riding:
- Tiny foxes = 4
- Rodents(squirrels, etc.) = 50+
- In fact, this morning while leaving, I realized the visitor I had the night before had either returned, or was still inside the bus. I have no pics, but somehow, a chipmunk got into the bus. I should know by morning if he hitchhiked all the way to Boise?