A Fun Filled Trip

Unlike Emmi, Jill and Terry’s pooch, an Airedale named Red, was able to see over the dash—his first motorhome ride—he was a trooper.

Arriving at Jill and Terry’s little cabin in Driggs, ID on a very hot afternoon their driveway challenged our expert motorhome backer upper, Mr. Clark—and he can back up anything!  It took us a few tries, we lopped a few tree limbs and eventually we persevered.  By that time everyone was ready for an adult beverage to say the least!  We ran the generator and two air conditioners all the way to Driggs—it was 99 degrees when we arrived.

After recovering from our drive we headed out to take a little tour and find some dinner.  I wrote about our experiences in this little community a couple weeks ago—we worked with Terry and lived in tents for a summer in 1998.  Well—little Driggs and Victor, Idaho have changed immensely in 15 years.  There are mega houses, golf courses, new shops, and lots more people!

This is the barn we helped build that summer and the aspen trees just behind the horses are the little trees we planted.  We found dinner at a great Mexican food restaurant—I’m not crazy about Mexican food which comes all piled on your plate running together.  This food was delicious and beautifully presented.

The view behind Jill and Terry’s cabin. 

July 4—it’s parade day in Victor, ID.  The owner of the Mexican food restaurant from the night before had warned us to get there early—it would be crowded and she wasn’t wrong.  In 1998 when we watched the parade, it probably lasted less than 30 minutes and there might have been 500 people watching.  We arrived about 8:30am for a parade start time of 10:30—the town was busy, busy all ready.  A pancake breakfast was being served and we got in line—not a bad breakfast for $5!

Finding a shady spot we settled in to wait for the parade moving our chairs out into the sun when it was almost time for it to start.  By then the little town was packed—Once again, it was all about the small town atmosphere—flags, the National Anthem sung beautifully by a couple, kids grabbing candy, fire trucks, floats and hot sun—July the 4th in the USA.

 

There is a functioning drive-in theater still in operation, the Spud (you are in Idaho) Drive-In Theatre, I liked their “spud” float.

This was my favorite float in the parade from a local nursery—probably a dozen small wagons being pulled behind this tractor making a snaking effect as the driver followed the parade route—workers alongside this float were passing out small plants such as petunias or impatiens instead of candy. 

Back at the house we had some lunch then Jill and I headed back downtown to check out some of the little shops.  Dinner and a little music capped off our July 4. 

This morning we all woke early and begin to get ready for departure unfortunately—back to the real world of jobs, weed whacking, mowing and haying. 

We dropped Jill and Terry in town, the motorhome is unloaded and we are relaxing gearing up for a busy day tomorrow I am sure.