Waking up next to the rushing Lochsa River, I shake my head a little. What's that sound that's been rocking my dreams all night? We're parked in a site on the cusp of the river we traveled alongside yesterday. Just a quick scurry down a slope...
...leads to this
After coffee and fruit, time for a long hike.
There's horse camping here too--who knew? With water troughs and feeding stations for the ponies.
Can't ever drink in enough of this view.
See the fly fishermen?
I'll never make it across rock-hopping.
But I am happy.
Whew.
Time for lunch...
...just add pork products
Water-walking insects skate on the river's surface.
Snack time already? This calls for popcorn, maps, and a (so-so) book.
I think you know what happens next...
I'll never make it across rock-hopping.
You do look sooo happy.
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