IDAHO magazine’s 2020 Fiction Contest Winners have been chosen. All the victors will receive IDAHO magazine’s Tensegrity Award, a beautiful and intricate handmade structure of sticks and string held together through tension and compression, without the need for glue
By Kim Steinberg This story is offered free in its entirety this month. I am not isolating, quarantining, or sheltering in place. I am hunkering down. My world, near the Boise foothills, has shrunk to a pearl in
A Socio-Economic Stew in Swan Valley Story and Photos by Daryl Hunter Hidden in the valley of Swan is a tiny burg called Irwin. Before moving to Irwin in 1993, the first place I landed in the Rocky
History in Wood and Nails By Keith Knight Photos by Lillian Baumgart A neighbor stopped by for a visit at my home shop in Hayden one afternoon and as we sat around shooting the breeze, he mentioned that
Look but Don’t Move By Will Peterson Photos by Roger Boe Twenty years ago, the Craters of the Moon National Monument, so long confined to forty-five thousand acres, was extended by executive order to 750,000. It was the
By Amy Story Larson Furlough Flatbread INGREDIENTS 2 c. flour 1-1/4 c. lukewarm water 1 Tbsp. baking powder 1 tsp. kosher salt 1 Tbsp. melted butter Optional: powdered garlic or onion powder to taste for savory, or 2
By Les Tanner Many cancellations or changes in these events are likely to occur because of concerns about the coronavirus disease Covid-19. We nevertheless show them here, because one goal of the magazine, including the Calendar, is to
The Swans’ Resurgence Sparks Research Story and Photos by Paige Miller On a late May morning in the heart of Bear Lake Valley, I sat in the passenger seat of a pickup truck while a U.S. Fish and
Teenagers Who Forged Our Wilderness Hikes By Dan Eaton Photos courtesy of Dan Eaton When you read the logs of backcountry trips in the Big Horn Crags area of the Salmon River Mountains, they describe Beaver Slide Trail
A Chick Ducks In By Marylyn Cork The feed store owner scooped fifty sunshine-yellow chicks into a crate for me to take home to raise. Those leghorns were cute, yes. But my eye was caught by twenty-five peeping
