By Amy Story Larson Teton Toscana Soup INGREDIENTS 1 tbsp. ghee 1 lb. ground Italian sausage 6 c. chicken broth 10 oz. (or about 3 1/2 cups) cauliflower florets 1 Tbsp. Italian seasoning 1 tsp. garlic powder 2Tbsp.
Watch Out for the Fence Story and Photos by Joseph Zahnle My wife Barbara and I were having lunch at home in Orofino in 2013 when we heard a terrible racket outside. Two proud-cut geldings, a Peruvian Paso
Zen and the Art of Hiking with Kids By Elise Barker Photos by Chris Elston “I won’t carry this even one step farther!” Sam yells down the trail at me, throwing his first big-kid backpack on the ground.
Wilderness Lessons Story and Photos by Kelly Poirier We headed down the trail to Goose Creek off McCall’s Brundage Mountain Road, unsure of what we would encounter. Our initial steps filled me with curiosity and enthusiasm. In the
In Search of a Lost Town By Geraldine Mathias One of the first places we tried camping after moving to Idaho in 1966 was the Warm River Campground about eight miles northeast of Ashton. It borders the Caribou-Targhee
First You Catch Them, Barehanded By Jesse Ayers Grabbing a twenty-five-to-thirty-inch wild salmon by the tail is no easy task. Catching a Chinook with your bare hands is easy enough when it’s in a holding pond at a
By Les Tanner In spite of our efforts to ascertain that events listed in our calendar are described accurately, cancellations or changes due to weather, illness of performers, and other such things, although rare, are bound to occur.
Yellow Pine’s Festival History Story and Photos by T.S. Alvarez It’s just after 6:00 a.m. on Sunday, August 5, the last day of the 2018 Yellow Pine Music and Harmonica Festival. I’m standing outside my camper, brushing my
A Resolution By Marylyn Cork It is New Year’s Eve or maybe New Year’s Day. By choice, I am alone in my own home. It’s the way I usually start a New Year. It’s good to have the
Revivified in Island Park Story and Photos by Alice Schenk The sparkle of possibility shone upon the day as Wayne and I headed out on our rented snowmobile, which I had nicknamed Betsy. We were at Island Park
