Listen to the Roar By John M. Larsen We had been sent upstairs, where we lay on the floor in the shadows, peeking over the stairway as the men talked in the living room below. Ed Swinney and
How Idaho Got Its Shape By Keith C. Petersen When I got a question about Richard Nixon’s profile in Idaho’s borderline, I figured it was time to write a book. I once served as Idaho’s State Historian. When
A Rafting Evolution By Ray Brooks In late July 2000, it was raining lightly on Boundary Creek’s steep wooden launch ramp of the Middle Fork Salmon as our group started loading our rafts. When I was an apprentice
A Journey into History By Dana Lohrey Photos Courtesy of the Dana Lohrey Collection I wonder if there’s any gold left? That’s what I used to think when we fished Newsome Creek and other streams along the historic
Three Brothers Who Never Parted Story and Photos by Michael Vogt Caldwell native Dale Smith’s pride in his great-great uncles, the Johnston brothers, led him to study their lives closely, and he even portrays one of them when
The CCC in Central Idaho By Ray Brooks In 1970, I worked for the Sawtooth National Forest’s Hailey Ranger District as part of a summer crew of three. Our crew boss was the “district man,” Jim Cook, a
The Race That Settled a County Dispute By Julie Fox The basis for the following story is a manuscript written by Jeanette Fox LeMoyne, my great-aunt. The Fox family has been prominent in Hailey since its founding. A
The Mystery of an Old Canoe By Gary Oberbillig My stepfather, Austin Case, liked to assure any dogs he encountered that they were “a nuisance, an abomination, and a detriment to mankind.” He would say this in the
Seven Decades of Culinary Fame By Harvey Hughett Photos Courtesy of Harvey Hughett I’ve never figured out why some of Idaho’s most interesting places sometimes have the least amount of information written about them. That seems to be
Remote and Idyllic By Tom Lopez We never know where life will take us. Often we are bounced around like driftwood in a river by occurrences we could not have foreseen. Fortunately, my unforeseen bounces took me to
