Written by catsholiday on 10 Jul, 2011
Montpelier, IdahoThis rather small, quiet, town of Montpelier is the largest community in the Bear Lake Valley; this area is situated north of Bear Lake in southeast Idaho along the Utah border. The population is only about 3,000 so it is hardly a huge metropolis…Read More
Montpelier, IdahoThis rather small, quiet, town of Montpelier is the largest community in the Bear Lake Valley; this area is situated north of Bear Lake in southeast Idaho along the Utah border. The population is only about 3,000 so it is hardly a huge metropolis but it is a city and has been so since 1891 which seemed odd to us as this is a town size in the UK.We stayed the night in this little town or city as the Americans call it on our way from Salt Lake City to the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone National Park. We chose this little town mainly because of the Oregon Trail Centre museum in the town as we found it on the internet and thought it sounded worth a visit.Montpelier has an interesting history. And is in the scenic Bear Lake region so popular for summer holidays for people who want to use the lake for water sports, swimming or juts enjoy the beautiful scenery.Bear Lake was a popular hunting ground for the local Shoshone, Ute and Bannock tribes for many years and one of their camping grounds. Later in around 1818 the Mountain Men began to trap and hunt in the area and indeed the lake got its name when one of these Mountain Men, Donald ‘Fats’ McKenzie attended an Indian gathering on the shores of the lake. He named it Bear Lake because of the large number of Black bear in the area.There is written evidence of two major rendezvous on the shores of the lake when Indians and trappers and traders met to trade furs and other goods and supplies. Two well known Mountain men were at these rendezvous in 187 and 1828, one was Jedediah Smith and the other Jim Bridger. Smith was famous for his explorations throughout a number of states in today’s USA and also for having survived a number of massacres and also a bear mauling in his travels.In 1824 Bridger set out to find the exact course of the Bear River from the Cache Valley and when he returned he reported that it emptied into a vast lake of salt water. Everyone was certain that he had found the Pacific Ocean. What he had actually found was The Great Salt Lake and so he was the first white man to view The Great Salt Lake.In 1836 the Whitman- Spalding party arrived to set a mission to work with the local tribes and reported that there was plenty of great farming land in the Oregon territory to be settled and so many pioneers came out west to take advantage of this.By 1841 pioneers arrived in the area crossing on their way to Oregon. They camped at Clover Creek, on the site of the Oregon Trail Centre today. Clover Creek became Montpelier later in time. ‘Peg Leg’ Smith had a trading post on side of the river close to the site of the present town of Montpelier.In 1863 the original pioneers were now followed by Mormon pioneers moving west because of religious persecution rather than the hope for rich pastures of farmland. Montpelier was settled in 1863 by these Mormon colonists and became the first settlement in the area. The Mormon settlers led by George C Rich then established a base in Paris where a tabernacle was built. Shortly after this they spread out through the valley and by September 1919 the Montpelier tabernacle was built and crowds came to see President Grant, one of the Mormon leaders dedicate the tabernacle.It was after the arrival of the Mormons that Montpelier had its name changed from Clover Creek to Montpelier at the request of Brigham Young when he came to the area in 1864 and he suggested the name Montpelier after his home town in Vermont.This tabernacle was the first public building in Montpelier to have indoor toilet facilities! It cost a whopping $ 77,000 a fortune at the time but I am sure the indoor toilets must have been very popular with the congregation at meetings. This tabernacle was completed in 1889.Montpelier’s other claim to fame is that their bank was the first one robbed by Butch Cassidy and his gang. On August 13th 1896 the gang apparently needed money to bail out their friend Matt Warner from a jail in Wyoming and this seemed the answer to their problem. It was a bit of a bodged job but they got away with $6165 in notes and $1,000 in silver and gold. Cassidy and another man who actually went into the bank escaped while the one Joe Meeks was left outside with the horses he was later caught and stood trial for his part. No-one knew what became of the money stolen. So this small town or city is nowadays somewhere people stay for a holiday in the Bear Lake region. It has a lot of traffic through the town on Highway 30 as trucks travel the route from the Northwest states to the east. Also the route we passed through the town is Highway 89 which takes you from Salt Lake City through Bear Lake Valley and on to Jackson and the Grand Tetons which is the way we were travelling.I am not sure that I would make a special effort to visit Montpelier as apart from Bear Lake and the Oregon Trail Centre there is not really a lot there to see; however the city lies very conveniently between salt lake City and the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone so if you are driving through then certainly make an overnight stop. The Clover Creek Inn is excellent and very convenient for visiting the Oregon Trail centre and that museum alone is well worth the overnight stay. Close
Written by whenilk38 on 12 Jan, 2010
Leaving the capital of Idaho in my rear view mirror, I drove to Bliss at Exit 141. I took the Thousand Springs Scenic Byway from there to Twin Falls. It follows the Snake River most of the way, and features several small waterfalls.…Read More
Leaving the capital of Idaho in my rear view mirror, I drove to Bliss at Exit 141. I took the Thousand Springs Scenic Byway from there to Twin Falls. It follows the Snake River most of the way, and features several small waterfalls. The road eventually leaves the Snake and enters Twin Falls at the southwest corner of town.There is a Visitor Center up near the Perrine Memorial Bridge, where I was able to get some directions and tips on the best viewing areas. From there, I drove down into the Snake River Canyon to the Riverfront Centennial Park. The view of the Perrine Bridge from there was unfettered. The bridge is very photogenic.A three-mile drive down Falls Avenue took me to the entrance to Shoshone Falls/Dierkes Lake State Park. The falls is a few feet higher than Niagara, and is sometimes called The Niagara of The West. While in the park, I learned that it was just a mile downriver that Evel Knievel attempted his jump of the Snake River Canyon back in 1974. The dirt ramp he used is still there, but it is on private property, and inaccessible. You can see how wide the canyon is there from the falls, though.A short distance upriver is the second falls, but you have to leave the park and drive a couple of miles to see it. The second cataract is called Twin Falls, and it is equally impressive. Both falls are used to produce hydro-electric power, and have power plants at their bases.A little trivia... Shoshone Falls is not pronounced like the Native American Tribe, but has only two syllables -- show-shown. The locals are quick to correct you if you pronounce it wrong.My destination for that night was Salt Lake City, but rather than get on I-84, I took a country road down through Jackpot, Nevada to the town of Wells. I-80 goes by Wells, and I wanted to drive across the Bonneville Salt Flats on that road. Actually, I was interested in stopping at the artistic monument out along the road called The Ball Tree by some and Tree of Life by others. When I got out to where I could see it, I learned by the road signs that only westbound travelers could stop there. I couldn't even stop across the road to take a picture of it. My next and final destination for the day was the huge Kennicott Copper Mine at Bingham Canyon. It is awesome in scope and the mine has been in continuous operation for over a century. It takes some back road driving to get there, but it is worth the drive and the admission price of five dollars.I ended my eighth day at a motel by the Salt Lake City Airport and watched a desert thunderstorm out my window that evening. Close
Written by Wildcat Dianne on 29 Oct, 2008
Andrew Jackson (1767-1845) was a veteran of the Revolutionary War, a heroic general that saved New Orleans during the War of 1812, and eventually became the 7th President of the United States. But many people don't know that Andrew Jackson led an invasion of…Read More
Andrew Jackson (1767-1845) was a veteran of the Revolutionary War, a heroic general that saved New Orleans during the War of 1812, and eventually became the 7th President of the United States. But many people don't know that Andrew Jackson led an invasion of Florida in 1819 in order to wrest the territory away from Spain who had controlled Florida for most of the 250 years Pensacola had been in existence. Jackson established his headquarters in Pensacola and today, many of the buildings he worked or lived in have been destroyed or its ruins were buried six-feet under.
On Church Street across the street from the Pensacola Historical Society lies the ruins of what was Andrew Jackson's Headquarters. Right now just the basement and part of the foundation can be seen in a fenced-off area, but plans are underway to renovate the place into its early 19th Century glory. It was in this building that General Jackson conducted military business in regards to taking Florida away from the Spanish and when Spain finally surrendered Florida to the USA, the papers officially making Florida part of the USA were signed here.
Andrew Jackson had many properties throughout Pensacola and one of his homes was located on Palafox Street but was destroyed by fire. Eventually Abbott's, a clothing store, was built in its place, and its 1950's architecture is a dominant part of Pensacola's history and culture today.
Chisley Park is a tiny park located in the center of Downtown Pensacola across the street from the Pensacola Historical Society building. It was once a site of prostitutes hawking their wares to rich businessmen and sailors on leave, but today is a place…Read More
Chisley Park is a tiny park located in the center of Downtown Pensacola across the street from the Pensacola Historical Society building. It was once a site of prostitutes hawking their wares to rich businessmen and sailors on leave, but today is a place for one to cool the barking dogs after a day of walking, sightseeing, and shopping in Downtown Pensacola. As Jim our guide was speaking, I was taking pictures of our surroundings, and when I turned my back to the group to try to get a shot of one of the old 5-story buildings, Jim goosed me in the back with his cane. Of course, I squealed and the picture was off focus. After that, I didn't turn my back on our guide. It was the first time I have ever been goosed by a tour guide!
Around the time of World War I, Pensacola was a port of call for many sailors for sailors and soldiers getting ready to go to war or were on leave. Being the South, it was also a hotbed of racism and segregation and vigilante justice was common for crimes against the hard-working populace.
Around 1918, a woman who lived near Bayou Texar around 9th Street was doing her housework when a homeless African-American man came to her door for food. He waited for the woman to open her door and then proceeded to attack her with a knife stabbing her many times. The woman managed to survive the attack long enough to crawl all the way to the railroad tracks where someone found her crying for help. She died enroute to the hospital, and the man who stabbed her was immediately arrested and taken to the Pensacola Jail.
A white woman being stabbed to death by a black man enraged many Pensacolans, and many residents wanted this man dead before he could go on trial. The Pensacola Police sensed this tension and immediately doubled the guards and policemen at the station while this man was in custody there. They wanted him to have a fair trial and then be executed, but a small group of vigilantes had other ideas.
One night the mob assembled in front of the Pensacola Jail screaming for the killer's head and tried to barge in the front door but were held back by the police, but the police didn't know that some other vigilantes had broken into the back of the jail and gotten to the killer's cell killing a couple of policemen in the processs. They dragged the killer from his cell and dragged him outside and across the street to Chisley Park where they had set up a gallows at one of the trees that lined the park. The killer was strung up and used as a living pinata as he slowly strangled to death with the noose around his neck. When the killer was autopsied after the lynching, over 500 stab wounds were found on his body.
Today, a statue and obelisk of Andrew Jackson sits in Chisley Park along with many benches. It has been said that the ghost of the killer wanders around the park.
THE ESCAMBIA COUNTY TAX COLLECTOR'S OFFICERight next to the Escambia County Courthouse is the Escambia County Tax Collector's Office. This old Victorian relic was built in 1894 and once housed a bank for most of the 20th Century. The bank was run by…Read More
THE ESCAMBIA COUNTY TAX COLLECTOR'S OFFICE
Right next to the Escambia County Courthouse is the Escambia County Tax Collector's Office. This old Victorian relic was built in 1894 and once housed a bank for most of the 20th Century. The bank was run by a gentleman named Mr. R who had complete control of the daily goings on of the bank and its clients. Mr. R was the only one who counted the tellers' money tills and had complete say in who would get loans. Many of the tellers prefered to count their own tills, but Mr. R had control of that and the tellers accepted this.
Mr. R was the bank manager for a long time and died in 1984. A year later, a customer came into the bank for a loan and filled out the application needed for the loan and would be notified if his loan application was accepted or not. It is said that when the time came to review the customer's loan, a huge gust of wind came and blew the papers around. It turned out this customer was a bad credit risk and his loan application was turned down. The bank employees felt that the spirit of Mr. R was in the building and was still reading loan applications and said that this customer was a credit risk and showed his disapproval by blowing his application around the bank offices.
After Mr. R's death, many tellers at the bank would complain about their tills being counted and moved around and thought Mr. R was still counting tills. Eventually the bank closed down and became the Escambia County Tax Collector's Office and continues to be today. Inside one can see the beautiful Victorian architecture and huge stained glass windows that are located high above the main room.
THE ESCAMBIA COUNTY BOARD OF ELECTIONS BUILDING
Next door to the Tax Collector's Office is the Escambia County Board of Elections Building. Today it houses the building where most of us citizens of Escambia County cast our early votes for President and other political goings on in the area. But in the early 20th Century, the building housed a fine men's clothing store run by a man named Mr. White, who was beloved by his five employees and the city of Pensacola.
However, Mr. White saw the best in even the criminals of Pensacola and hired a man named William Williams, who had spent time in jail for drunkeness and theft. Suits and money kept disappearing from the store, and even with the other workers complaining to Mr. White about Mr. Williams being seen at some of the brothels and bars in Pensacola wearing about $175 in clothing at once, Mr. White refused to fire Mr. Williams. Finally one day Mr. Williams showed up at work one day really drunk and Mr. White was about to fire him. But Mr. Williams had a gun and shot his boss to death and when three other co-workers ran into the office to see what happened, Williams shot them, too. Two died instantly while one died at the hospital later. Williams was arrested and confessed to the murders of his boss and co-workers and apologized in tears when he sobered up. After a lengthy trial, Mr. Williams was convicted of the four murders and sentenced to life in prison where he died of old age. Stories go of William Williams' ghost lurking through the Board of Elections many nights.
Both the Escambia County Tax Collector's Office and the Board of Elections are open for business Monday-Friday from 8-5. If you want to check out the buildings during business hours, do so discreetly and not disturb the daily goings-on. Just look for the white building with the lion statue on the second floor and the black marble building next door.
Downtown Pensacola today consists of South Palafox, Jefferson, Main, and other streets. It's a tiny part of the city of Pensacola, but it is very rich with history and the culture of the French, English, Spanish, Confederate, and American armies who occupied this city…Read More
Downtown Pensacola today consists of South Palafox, Jefferson, Main, and other streets. It's a tiny part of the city of Pensacola, but it is very rich with history and the culture of the French, English, Spanish, Confederate, and American armies who occupied this city during its 450-year history.
Of course no big city is without its seedier side and red light districts, and Pensacola had a thriving Red Light District up until after World War II. From the Civil War up until during and shortly after World War II, Pensacola's Red Light District was located right off the pier on Palafox Street and went as far as the Escambia County Courthouse. Almost every building you see standing in Downtown Pensacola was either a bar or brothel and every night, these establishments were hopping with drunken soldiers and sailors looking for a good time with many of Pensacola's ladies of the evening.
BEDNAR HOUSE AND LAWFIRM
One of today's Pensacola lawyers has an office in what is now the Bednar Law Firm. Our guide Jim joked during several times how many of the former cathouses were now law firms. "What's the similarities there?" I joked to Mom about how both prositutes and lawyers suck the money out of you in a more colorful term. The Bednar House is a 19th Century house near Jackson's Restaurant that has been restored to its former VIctorian glory. But before it became a law firm, the Bednar House was one of Pensacola's famous brothels who employed many young women to entertain the troops.
One young lady was a 14-year-old girl who was sold to a madam by her parents when they couldn't afford to care for her. The girl went through some horrible abuses at the hands of her johns and when she couldn't take it any more, she committed suicide by slitting her wrists with a straight razor. Jim demonstrated this with a straight razor of his own complete with fake blood.
Decades later, Bednar House went through a huge renovation and restoration by its current owners and when the floors were stripped, a strange dark powdery substance was found on the foundations. The owner took some of the substance to a forensic pathologist, and the substance tested out to be blood. It was the blood of the young girl who committed suicide, and after the law firm opened, clients and lawyers who worked at Bednar said books had been moved and curtains were rustled and though the spirit of this girl still lived there.
During Pensacola's heyday as a party town and one big cathouse, the ladies of the evening and their johns were restricted to the small area from Palafox Street to Jefferson Street. The Courthouse is on Government Street, and the prostitutes were not allowed to past Government Street. So if they had to do any business at the post office that was in the courthouse or any other business on North Palafox, they would have to hire young boys to run their errands for them.
Just about every building was a brothel or bar on Palafox and one of the buildings the group stopped at houses a day care center today, but in the day, it was a brothel. Several other people rented the place out for business but would move out shortly after saying that things were being moved and doors were mysteriously opening and closed. When the daycare center opened, the complaints continued, but after repairmen and the city kept laughing and telling them about the ghosts, they finally accepted their guests for who they were.
ESCAMBIA COUNTY COURTHOUSE
During World War II, Pensacola's Red Light District began to fade when the military issued morals codes forbidding soldiers from frequenting the brothels of Pensacola, and eventually they went out of business. Today, many of the buildings house restaurants, clothing stores, and law firms. At night it is relatively safe to walk downtown Pensacola's streets to enjoy a night out on the town.
Our last stop on our Red LIght Bars and Brothel Tour of Historic Pensacola was the Pensacola Little Theater. Built in the late-19th Century, this beautiful white building near the Palafox Pier began its history as the Pensacola Jail and from the late-19th to…Read More
Our last stop on our Red LIght Bars and Brothel Tour of Historic Pensacola was the Pensacola Little Theater. Built in the late-19th Century, this beautiful white building near the Palafox Pier began its history as the Pensacola Jail and from the late-19th to mid-20th Century, the jail housed some of Pensacola's most notorious criminals and miscreants and was the site of several hangings.
Our guide Jim guided us through one of the alleys going through downtown Pensacola near Jackson's Restaurant across from the Pensacola Little Theater. On this cool October night, the building glowed in a warm yellow light and looked peaceful and didn't look anything like the prison it once was.
Jim then went on and told us the story of the Jail's most notorious prisoners, Jose. Jose and his brother immigrated to Pensacola from Spain in the early-20th Century and while the brother was a law-abiding citizen working in the docks while brother Jose raised hell in the Red Light District and spent a lot of time as a guest of the City of Pensacola for theivery and other misdemeanors. After serving time for his last theft, Jose was released from the jail and went back to his wicked ways, and this didn't go well with his brother who confronted Jose about his lifestyle. Jose didn't like being told what to do by his brother and took and ax and did what Jim described as, "the Lizzie Borden Act minus the 40 whacks," and killed his brother with a couple of well-aimed blows to his head and body.
Jose was immediately arrested by the Pensacola Police and held in the jail awaiting trial at the nearby courthouse. After a trial, Jose was convicted of his brother's murder and sentenced to death by hanging in the Pensacola Jail. The sentence was carried out shortly afterwards, and Jim did a poor, but funny demonstration of the hanging with a piece of clothesline that he had in his jacket pocket.
Today, the old Jail houses the Pensacola Little Theater and puts on many plays and other events throughout the year, but the story goes that the ghost of the executed murderer Jose has been seen walking the catwalks of the theater and throughout the playhouse with a rope around his neck and curtains rustle on play nights. As Arte Johnson used to say on Laugh In, "Veeery Eenteresting!"
Written by Wildcat Dianne on 28 Oct, 2008
After 16 years of relative isolation in Idaho and not a lot of cultural and historical activities in the area, I vowed once getting settled in Pensacola that I wouldn't be spending a lot of time sitting on my butt getting fat on Cheetos and…Read More
After 16 years of relative isolation in Idaho and not a lot of cultural and historical activities in the area, I vowed once getting settled in Pensacola that I wouldn't be spending a lot of time sitting on my butt getting fat on Cheetos and would take advantage of the many historical and cultural activities the City of Five Flags had to offer through out the year. Last month, The Pensacola Journal had an article on the Annual Haunted Tours of Historical Pensacola, and I was immediately piqued by the one tour called The Red Light Tour of Pensacola: Brothels and Bars, and I asked Mom if she was interested in going on the tour the Saturday before Halloween, and she was just as eager as I was to take the tour.
Mom made the reservations over the phone the week before we went on tour for the 7 p.m. Red Light Tour, and we were told by the lady over the phone we needed to be in front of the Pensacola Historical Society Building 10-15 minutes before the tour. Mom and I went out to an early dinner at Sam's Seafood and Steaks and arrived downtown by 6:15 which gave us plenty of time to walk around Downtown Pensacola and also tour the Pensacola Historical Society Building, which was open for everyone to tour free of charge that night. After walking a little bit of Downtown Pensacola, Mom and I went inside the Historical Society and toured around. There was an exhibition about the recent Hurricanes, Ivan, Arlene, and Dennis that savaged Pensacola and the Gulf in 2004 and 2005. There were several photos of many of Pensacola's neighborhoods and the destruction along with signs outside the houses saying "YOU LOOT, I SHOOT!" and other creative signs the folks made to prevent looting of their destroyed homes. Mom perused the many books up for sale in the Historical Society and I discovered some candy sticks for sale at the counter for 15 cents each or 7 for $1. I grabbed eight candies and paid the lady at the register who was dressed as a witch for the occasion, and she gave me a nice compliment on the poncho I had on that I had knit a couple of years ago.
The Pensacola Historical Society Building has an interesting history as well. It was built c. 1865 at the end of the Civil War and was owned by a Spanish family who had just immigrated to the USA from Spain. The family turned the first floor into a bar in order to make money, and they lived on the second floor. But years later, the family patriach and matriach did the inevitable for the late 19th Century, they divorced. The husband left the house and bought another building down the road and opened his own bar, but a few years later, he moved back to Spain and eventually committed suicide. The wife and her children, however, continued to run a successful bar and business until the mother passed away in the late 1920's at the age of 82. The building became part of the Historical part of Pensacola in the 1930's and continues today.
After Mom and I toured the Pensacola Historical Society, we headed right outside to our meeting place which was to the left of the building where a drawing of a lady of the evening was posted on a light post. This was an adults only tour, and a about a dozen other people were waiting for our tour to begin while a group of noisy Boy Scouts roughhoused at their meeting place across the road.
Finally at 7 p.m., our guide Jim showed up dressed up in a light blue striped seersucker sports coat and straw hat. He carried a cane and proceeded to pull out a long piece of paper with the rules and regulations of our tour. He made sure we could handle blood and other gory things and didn't smoke and immediately we knew this tour was going to be a hoot with Jim's sense of humor and manners.
Be sure to read all about the tour in other entries in this journal. If you are in Pensacola next Halloween, make sure you take a Haunted Tour of Pensacola. There are tours for adults only and ones for families. The tour costs for adults are $10 while the rugrats tour for $5.50. You can get tickets the night of the tour or to be safe, do what Mom and I did and made reservations early and over the phone with the Pensacola Historical Society at (850) 433-1559 Tuesday through Saturday.
Written by Wildcat Dianne on 01 Jul, 2008
Our cross-country trip was to be with two dogs and two cats, but when our beloved Katie died suddenly on May 24, we were resigned to the fact to travelling with one dog, the famously old Loki, and our cats, Zoe and Xena, aka "The…Read More
Our cross-country trip was to be with two dogs and two cats, but when our beloved Katie died suddenly on May 24, we were resigned to the fact to travelling with one dog, the famously old Loki, and our cats, Zoe and Xena, aka "The Tabby Twins." Here are a few tips and lessons learned from the Wildcat that are recommended when driving cross-country with your furry friends.
1. Make sure that your pets go to the veterinarian's and are caught up on their shots and prescriptions. Mom and I took Loki, Zoe, and Xena to the vet's about two months before leaving Idaho. If your dog is on medication like Loki is for his arthritis, make sure you pick up at least two months of their prescription before leaving because you don't know when your beloved pets will be going to a vet in their new location.
2. Make sure you stock up on your pet's favorite foods and bring enough water to start your trip. Mom and I hit the grocery store the Saturday before leaving Idaho and bought enough Fancy Feast, dry cat food, tuna fish and ingredients for Loki's favorite muttballs to get through most of the trip. Animals will be stressed out a lot on the trip, and they might not want to eat their own food and rely on human food. I know that some know-it-alls say this isn't recommended, but to me, it's OK to spoil the animals while on the road. When Mom and I got into the hotel at night, we would feed Loki 1 or two of his muttballs (ground turkey with parmesean cheese, garlic powder, parsley, bread crumbs and sometimes carrots, and it's recommended by Rachael Ray!) with plain yogurt. Zoe and Xena got some Fancy Feast mixed with a little tuna to help them eat. Our first night on the road in Utah, Loki got a Wilbur meal from Famous Dave's as a special treat.
3. Dramamine is your best friend and your pet's, too. If your pet gets agitated or nauseous while riding, give them a little Dramamine before you leave your morning destination. Loki benefitted from a tablet a morning in order to keep him calm and his tummy right for the long days on the road. Just check with your vet to make sure that Dramamine won't counter with any medication they might be taking.
4. Don't forget the water! An absolute plus when travelling by car with your zoo. Tons of water! Make sure you bring anywhere between 2-4 jugs of water for the trip for your beloved pets and yourself. Animals might not like the taste of foreign water and are used to what they were drinking at home. Mom and I picked up water from WinCo that we were drinking at home, and every stop we made along the way, we made sure that everyone got a drink of water. When you run out of your water, stop at a gas station or grocery store to pick up more gallons because you could be like Mom and I and be driving in the boonies of New Mexico and Texas where there aren't many rest areas or gas stations with good water.
5. Keep a litter box in the car for your feline travelers. I have learned this lesson the hard way. Make sure you have a clean litter box for your cats if they are travelling with you. Cats are nervous drivers, and they will go anywhere if the urge hits. Zoe going back to Idaho from Florida in 2000 is a prime example. No one wants to drive cross-country in a smelly car thanks to your furry friends. Also keep paper towels, cleaning fluids and wipes close by in case an accident does occur.
6. Bring things that they used at home to make them comfortable. An old blanket or stuffed animal is great to keep your pet comfy in the car for the trip. Mom and I brought a fun fur cat bed that I knit for Zoe for her to sleep on during the trip, and Loki had his bed that he slept in Idaho for the car and his bed in the hotel room. Xena was happy with anyone's lap which is where she sleeps at home.
Exercise, exercise, exercise your dog is a must on the road. Dogs that are cooped up in a car all day will need exercise in order to get their circulation back, or you could have trouble in the long run. During our lunch stops on the road and at night at the hotels, Mom and I made sure Loki got walked in order to stretch his arthritic legs out, and Zoe and Xena got plenty of fresh air. Every night at the hotel, I walked Loki around the hotel grounds so that he could go potty and check out his surroundings. Keep them leashed and close by and make sure you carry a bag for any droppings the pooch might leave along the way. Walking the dogs will give them well-needed exercise after long days on the road, and you will benefit from the walks, too.
Along with some calming music (Led Zeppelin and loud bagpipes help our zoo) and tons of love and patience, following these tips from me will help you a lot when you are driving cross-country by car with a zoo!
Written by Wildcat Dianne on 02 Mar, 2008
Another adventure from my Summer of 1994. Shortly after arriving back home from school in nortern Idaho to work and be with family for the summer, our friend Anita calls me and invites me to spend the day with her and her husband Sam…Read More
Another adventure from my Summer of 1994. Shortly after arriving back home from school in nortern Idaho to work and be with family for the summer, our friend Anita calls me and invites me to spend the day with her and her husband Sam fishing at Lick Creek, another hidden gem outside of McCall, Idaho. I don't fish, but I relished the idea of spending a day in the great outdoors with a good friend and co-worker like Anita.
So Anita and Sam came and picked me up at our house in Donnelly in their big yellow truck with the extended cab. Their German Shorthaired Pointer Missy was in the backseat and greeted me warmly as I climbed into the truck. Glad Missy was friendly, or I would have had a long ride back to McCall in the backseat with Cujo!
Lick Creek Road is located east of McCall, and you access this dirt road (here we go again with the dirt roads!) near Legacy Park, McCall's beach and boat marina on Payette Lake.
Anita, Sam, and I spent the entire trip chatting and looking at the scenery. Being a big hunter and growing up in the McCall area with his parents and brother Tom, Sam knows the woods near McCall like the back of his hand, and was able to point out many of the interesting sights we could see from the truck. Lick Creek Road is another secret gem of mountainous vistas and secret fishing holes.
About an hour into the trip, we stopped near a little creek so that Anita and I could go fishing. Sam and Missy went in another direction to do some hiking and Sam was probably checking out some future hunting areas for the Fall hunting season. Anita had her fishing pole in hand, and I had my camera, and off we went to the creek to try to catch the big one!
Anita and I talked a lot about things while she was fishing, and I walked around the creek taking pictures of Anita fishing and the scenery. So beautiful. Then I went and cut my shin on some branches, but after putting my leg in the cold creek, I stopped bleeding soon and ignored the pain to enjoy time with a good friend.
About an hour later, Sam and a panting Missy returned from their hike, and we were ready to continue our adventure. After traveling a little more on Lick Creek Road and seeing more scenery, Sam turned the big yellow truck around and we started to head back to Donnelly to drop me off. I turned down Anita's kind dinner invitation for elk steaks (Sorry, don't do Bambi or anything with a cute face!) and came home exhausted but full of great memories and a camera full of pictures.
A couple of years later, my stupid now ex-husband thought it would be cool to go ice fishing when he heard Sam talking about it when we were in Donnelly for Christmas. I hadn't packed any heavy clothing for our trip, but the idiot was admant about going ice fishing for the thrills, and we had to borrow thermal underwear from Mom and Erika since it was going to be pretty damned chilly on Lake Cascade.
Anita and Sam picked us up early the day after Christmas for the short ride from our house in Donnelly to Lake Cascade. It was 10 degrees out and freezing, and I was cursing having to leave a warm bed and my idiot now-ex every minute of the way. Thank God Anita had brought hot chocolate, and I brought tea to keep our hands and bodies warm. The fish weren't biting in the lake that day, but it was a nice time to talk to Anita and watch Sam and the idiot-ex walking around every ice hole they dug and writing their names in the snow from our seats on the shore of Lake Cascade!
Lick Creek Road is best accessed in late-Spring, Summer, and early-Fall. In Winter, the best way to go on Lick Creek is by snowmobile because of the rough road conditions the snow can bring. Lake Cascade is accessible at several points in Cascade and Donnelly, Idaho.