Last Days in Boise

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Today we ventured back downtown to get a better picture of the State Capital Building which is quite impressive.  We did not go inside but we did observe a group of people waving flags and someone speaking through a loud speaker at the foot of the Building.  Not sure what there was going on or if it was a protest.  Not a great number of people at any rate. 

We did stroll through the downtown Saturday morning marketplace.  They close off 8th Street for about 4 blocks and vendors of all sorts have set up their canopies to sell their wares from vegetables to jewelry to plants to pottery and let’s not forget the biggie, food.  One street in this area is filled with restaurants with outside seating filled to capacity with families, students and others enjoying a meal.  The weather today is perfect for this with low wind, mid 70’s and clear skies.  We had fun watching the people and seeing what was available. 

The real reason for our trip into downtown was to go to the Basque Block and take in their Cultural Center and Museum..  Why our interest?  My mother grew up with Basque people in Central California and I have eaten in a Basque restaurant there many times always enjoying the food and the family style of serving.  I knew the folks from Mom's town were basically sheepherders but I was not aware there were large numbers of Basque living in Idaho as well.

Who are the Basques?  The Basque people come from the Bay of Biscay which is at the western end of the Pyrennes mountain range saddling the border of France and Spain.  The Basque language is the only surviving Pre-Roman tribal language in Spain though Basques from the French area speak more of a French dialect.  There are three states where large numbers of Basque live.  They are California, Idaho and Nevada with the largest being in Idaho.  Arriving in America, the men were traditionally sheepherders spending many months on the open range living in tents and wagon while herding sheep.  While many became citizens, they never learned the English language which was not necessary on the range.  When in town, the single men boarded at hotels and boarding houses leaving their personal belongings there while out on the range.  Like many cultures, the Basque men came alone to America first leaving their families back at home in the old country.

The Basque Cultural Center and Museum (the only one in the U.S.) was established to preserve, promote and perpetuate Basque history and culture with many interesting displays.  We learned about the geography of the Basque Country, Basque seafarers and whalers, music and dance, religion and about their lives and occupations as they settled in the West.  

Next door to the Museum is the Cyrus Jacobs/Uberuaga House where we were given a guided tour but unfortunately could not take inside pictures. 

The house was built in 1864.  In 1910 it became a Basque boarding house.  Those who stayed at the house could be surrounded with familiar Basque food, dancing and games and most important to them, their own language.  The house is furnished with many artifacts and historical pieces.  The lady giving the tour is Basque and spoke about customs and her family traditions. 

The first floor of the house included a traditional front room, bedroom, kitchen, large dining room with built ins for linens, dishes, etc., and laundry room which included a tub and sink as well as a washing machine.  Between the front and back kitchen area was the “commode room” put in later.  Outback we were told there had been a fancy “outhouse”.  Upstairs we found several large bedrooms having one or two double beds in them.  A couple of the bedrooms were just large enough for a single bed and storage space.  Each bedroom did have under the eaves storage space where the boarders could leave their trunks when out on the range.

Next door to the house is the Basque Center where they stage social and cultural activities and another Boarding House call the Fronton Building which as built in 1912.  It is said to have a Basque Ball Court (Fronton) inside where games of pala with a wooden racket and a hard rubber ball are regularly played.  Several restaurants dot the neighborhood and it smelled wonderful. 

Strolling along the street we came across the picture below.  These are granite pieces engraved with surnames from A to Z, songs and coats of arms.  Also a panel honoring the Basque sheepherder and showing carvings left in the aspen groves by the sheepherders.  Quite interesting. 

At the end of the block we found two very large sculptures which are enlarged versions of the LAIAK which is a tool used by the Basques to turn the soil.

On the next block we come across this beautiful mural. 

If you are not familiar with Basque family style dinning, it is that everyone sits together at a long picnic table often with people you do not even know.  The meal is served family style based on the number of persons in each group.  Bowls are then passed around as one does at home.  At the restaurant in California (Wool Growers) where I have eaten, service is as described below:

“There is no menu. Your waitress, who will be friendly, will tell you that you have a choice of beef, lamb or chicken. She will put a bottle of uncorked, unlabeled wine at your table. This is included with your meal.  Then the food will start to arrive: Bowls of soup and beans, a heaping serving of lamb stew, bread, green salad, potato salad. You will think, if it’s your first time at Wool Growers that your waitress has made a mistake, but then you will learn she is only serving you the first course.”

The long and short of the above meal is that you should go to the restaurant with a very empty stomach.  You certainly should not go away hungry after several more courses and ice cream for dessert.   Two years ago while taking my Mother’s ashes to California for burial, my brother, my children, my nephew and Ron and I all went to dinner  at Wool Growers remembering the times we had been there with my parents and grandparents in years past.    The building is over 100 years old and originally was a hotel and restaurant.   Since I am once again on my special diet, we did not stay downtown for a meal. 

 Sunday, June 26, 2016

Today was a get ready to move day so we spent the day at the RV.  Ron, however, did pick out a nice local Italian restaurant for us to celebrate our anniversary.  It is called Luciano’s and I highly recommend it.  Service and food were both excellent.  Nice little place with an Italian décor.  Here is a picture of our table décor and our celebration glass of wine.   We both had the veal marsala which was served with an herbed polenta underneath the meat and gravy and a side salad.  

Tomorrow we will head further north to the town of McCall.  See you there.

Scenic Byways and Small Towns Treasures

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Our venture today takes us up north from Boise on the Ponderosa Pine Scenic Byway to the old mining town of Idaho City and on up to Lowman.  The road winds, and I mean winds, and slowly climbs along the scenic byway in a northeasterly direction.   Along the way we pass the Arrowrock Dam where we get a beautiful view of the reservoir.

There just aren’t words to describe the beauty of the mountains and the cascading rapids of More’s Creek next to the highway that is moving the melting snow from high up in the mountains above us.  More’s Creek was named for J. Marion More who led a party of miners to Idaho City.  Part of the road they took was a toll road that led them through the lowest point in the skyline across the valley in the picture below. 

The town of Idaho City once was a thriving gold mining town of 6,000.  Today it is a sleepy little village, but on the weekends many of their stores closed today will be open for tourists.  We stop at the Visitor Center for information about the town and are pleased to find that there is info about all the old buildings.  I am especially disappointed that the Antique Store and another “Junk Store” are closed as I love to poke around in those kinds of places.  Unfortunately, our town literature did not tell us about this “Junk Store” building so I’m really not just sure what this store is about, but it looks interesting.  Do you see the bathtub on the second level out in front?  Wonder if anyone ever took their bath there in plain view?  How about the windmill up on top?  Curious.  Wonder if it catches any wind to pump water into the building?  

Our drive around town reveals many old and quaint buildings some of which have been moved to a central location.  The building I find the most interesting is “The Pest House”.  I can’t imagine what that is all about.  Fortunately, the sign and inside of the building below explain it all.

Several of the very old buildings have some furniture or artifacts in them. 

Judge Halley Home

 

Penitentiary

Fire House

Blacksmith Shop and Jail

Other buildings are just those we see along the streets.  Note that this town still has wooden sidewalks.

Church and City Hall (former School)

Note wooden sidewalk on the right picture

Leaving Idaho City, we continue north toward Lowman which is a disappointment after Idaho City.  We never find any kind of town, but do cross over Clear Creek and the South Fork of the Payette River which is rapidly moving the rippling water along its path.  Here like the Springs near Twin Falls the water is crystal clear allowing us to see the rocks below the surface. 

         Left - Clear Creek                    Right - South Fork of Payette River

The highest elevation along this road is 6,117 feet with the mountains filled with pine trees in abundance and large and small cabins appearing here and there along the way.  This elevation is low to us since we live at 5,000 feet in Albuquerque.

Traveling from Lowman west toward Garden Valley we are now on the Wildlife Canyon Scenic Byway.  There are so many different byways in this area.  Here the Payette River can be seen flowing in the canyon below.  The water here appears to be a greenish blue shade and glimmers in the sunlight. 

Before reaching the town of Banks, we suddenly spy some rafters on the river.  Quickly pull over land are fortunate to be able to see several of them rushing down the rapids.  What a thrill to watch and photograph.    Once in the town of Banks we see that this is a big rafting area as there are several businesses here offering trips.  Now turn south toward Boise with the Payette River to our west where we come upon several more rafting groups.   

We are now traveling the Payette Scenic Byway and soon reach an area that reminded us of traveling in the San Joaquin Valley of California from Gilroy, CA to Los Banos, CA through Pacheco Pass.  The area here in Idaho is rolling hills with some gold colored grasses which we used to see in that area of California.  Today, however, California is unfortunately very dry and brown.  The hills along the highway here are filled with large homes with green grass and fertile fields in abundance. 

It has been a very interesting day filled with old buildings, rivers and creeks, mountains and hills.  Idaho has thus far shown us its beauty from the semiarid to the fertile fields to the mountains and rivers.  What more will she show us in the weeks ahead as we travel further north?

Friday, June 24, 2016

Our trip today was a short distance compared with the over 100 miles of yesterday.  We go west from Boise on back roads that take us through the farm and wine country headed for the town of Caldwell.

In 1882 Caldwell was selected as a new town site for the Oregon Short Line Railroad and became incorporated in 1890.  Early photos show the area as a sagebrush covered desert with hardly a tree in sight; however, the arrival of irrigation water opened it up to becoming fertile  farm land as well as making it a center for commerce and business.  Since 1971 Caldwell and other surrounding cities have become a fast growing and unique grape and wine industry area.

Driving along one of the main streets I see an Antique store so of course Ron must stop so I can see what treasures they have to offer.  Living in the RV limits just how much “stuff” I can collect, but I do enjoy browsing.  I never know when a treasure will appear and I can’t live without it.  

Later on we come across the “Emporium” and its sister store across the street with me purchasing a book in each store (the item I purchase the most in antique stores) and Ron finding his first “treasure.”  As you all know, he is not one for shopping, but he couldn’t pass up a golf bag with attached legs that holds the bag upright when set down and for only “$12.50.”   What a bargain since after opening all the side pockets back at the RV, he found two dozen golf balls, a large bag of tees, two golf gloves, a golf towel and several more miscellaneous golf related items.  This treasure was hiding just inside the front door but he did do his cursory looking through the rest of the store before making this purchase.  Now he will have to find a home for his existing golf bag and rolling stand.  Maybe it can find a new home and be some else’s “treasure.” 

We found this old brick train depot with baggage cart where the street leading to it had been closed off and planted with grass.  Just in front of the depot were water spouts where a young child was having fun running through them on this warm afternoon.  On each side of the closed off street were buildings with the side of one having several lovely flower enclosed designs along the wall.  Not sure what the purpose was.  

A row of old commercial buildings includes this one with the name “Steunenberg Building” on it.  Don’t you always wonder who the people were whose names appear on buildings in towns?  I do.  In this case, there was a stone monument near the train depot with pictures of two Dutch brothers named Steunenberg who established the first newspaper in Caldwell.  That answers that question. 

                                     Local Clock Tower                                         Scheunenberg Building                                                          

We also found this cute mural near the depot on the back wall of a local business which alighting passengers from the train would be sure to see.

In an old residential area we find the local museum (Our Memories Museum) housed in what used to be the local doctor and dentists office building.  The Museum purchased the building which also included the old doctor and dental equipment as well.  Quite a treasure.  The Museum is quite interesting with 30 different exhibits with each room set up as a room in a house or business (dental office, barber shop, beauty shop, etc).  There were also some lovely old hand quilted quilts hanging on the walls which I really enjoyed viewing.  This was one of the nicer small town museums we have seen with lots of history of the town and local artifacts depicted within. 

Back to Boise and the RV with just two days left to sightsee in this area.  Not sure yet what we will do, so stay tuned.

Boise, ID

Monday – Wednesday, June 20-23, 2016

June 20th was our 18th anniversary.  Happy Anniversary, Ron.  Can’t believe we have had that many wonderful years together.  I look forward to many more years with you and traveling in the RV enjoying all the beautiful places this country has to offer us.

Our trip on Monday from Twin Falls was uneventful and very short.  Only 129 miles to Boise via I-84 through some very fertile but also dry areas with mountains in all directions though not very high ones.  Our campground was a bit tricky to find, but what really happened was we missed the sign since mapquest indicated we were to go 1/10 of a mile beyond where we were supposed to turn.  Of course, this meant finding a place to pull over and turn around.  It’s always a challenge to move across lanes of traffic in an unfamiliar place, turn around or having to drive down narrow residential low tree lined streets with 40 feet of RV plus a car on the back, but Ron does a great job of getting us through those tight spots. 

Our campground here is located next to the Western Idaho Fairgrounds and a bike/walking path which runs along the river behind the campground and Fairgrounds.  This heavily wooded trail, called the Boise Greenbelt, runs across the city for 27 miles and is used by lots of bicyclists and walkers who use the trail to bicycle to work, exercise or just enjoy a day out with nature.  Many places along the way give you a view of the swiftly flowing river through the trees.  I have enjoyed early morning walks along the trail listening to the sounds of birds and the river.  What a joy to be spending time outdoors this summer.  Weather here, while so far fairly hot during the day (in the low 90’s these last three day), does cool off in the late afternoon with pleasant evening temps but cool nights (low to high 50’s).

Boise is called “the City of Trees and the name Boise means “wooded.”  It is the state capital as well as the largest metropolitan area in the state founded in 1863 a year after the gold rush reached the Boise Basin.  The woods lining the Boise River were a grateful sight to the French-Canadian trappers after trudging across the eastern territory’s semiarid plain.    Today the population in Boise is over 200,000. 

Boise has a number of large Parks one of which is the Julia Davis Park which is the cultural and historic heart of the city containing a number of museums, the zoo and a rose garden.   The Park was created in 1907 and named in memory of Thomas Jefferson Davis’ wife Julia.  Davis was granted a homestead of 360 acres and was responsible for laying out the plot of Boise. 

Our first stop at the Park was the Idaho Black History Museum which is housed in the historic St. Paul Baptist Church building and whose purpose is to build bridges between cultures.  Numerous plaques with text and pictures gave us a history of the black people in Idaho.  Very interesting and informative. 

Unfortunately, the Historical Museum was undergoing renovation and we were only able to photograph these three old homes from Boise on the grounds of the Museum.  The area was fenced off and we were not able to identify whose homes they had been.

Before returning to our car, I strolled through the beautiful rose garden and along the walkway under the canopy of trees where I found picnic tables, benches and lush green grass as well as these sculptures depicting Julia Davis handing an apple to a child. 

I did not find too much to see in the city from my literature; however, after spending a morning riding the Boise Trolley, we learned different.  The hour and a half ride took us through the downtown area, the historic home district, and some outlying areas including a drive by the Old Idaho Penitentiary State Historic Site which I will mention again later.  We have been in many large towns, but I do not believe we have ever seen as many large old homes, craftsman styles or other early 1900’s homes as we have seen here.  The historic district was quite extensive. 

 Before arriving at the Old Idaho Penitentiary, we stop at this old Trolley Station which today is a cute restaurant serving breakfast and lunch.   Note the painting on the side of the building.

The Old Idaho Penitentiary located a bit out of town near the mountains was used from 1870-1973 with additions to the complex constructed by the prisoners with sandstone they quarried and cut.  We missed the last tour so walked around on our own strolling through several buildings including the maximum security building and noting information regarding various inmates and listening to a video recalling prison history and conditions of prison life.  The grounds and rose garden are still maintained as they were by inmates in the early 1900’s.  Some of the cells held two prisoners and a few held four.  

                                                     Admin Building

Cellblock Buildings

Maximum Security Building

Top - Prison Gardens, Bottom - Back of Admin
Right - Guard Tower as Seen From Outside Walls  of Prison

I don’t believe life here would have been very pleasant though the guy in the picture below does not seem too concerned. 

                                                                      Do you know this Prisoner?

One evening Ron’s nephew, John who lives and works in the area treated us to dinner at a place called Bardenay Restaurant and Distillery.  This is a vodka distillery..  We were seated on the outside patio  located along the Boise River under the shade of a large umbrella, not really needed at this time of night with the sun already hiding behind the building but certainly welcome earlier in the day.  While we did not sample the vodka, we did enjoy a good meal and catching up with John whom we have not seen for several years.  Thank you, John.  It was good to see you.

Last Days in Twin Falls

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Today Ron and I are going to visit a friend of ours who lives here in Twin Falls.  Back in 2011 when Ron and I were vendors, we met Gordon and Susan Harris who were Idaho Good Sam State Directors.  They asked us to come to their Samboree here in Idaho the next year.  We attended the Samboree as vendors and then traveled to Twin Falls to take in the sites.  Gordon and Susan graciously took us up to Sun Valley, Stanley, the Hemingway Memorial and Redfish Lake where we spent a wonderful day enjoying the sites and getting better acquainted.  We have kept in touch ever since but not had a chance to get back up here until now. 

For the past two years Gordon had been suffering with pancreatitis (a disease we know about first hand since Ron had the same thing back in 2002).  Unfortunately, Gordon lost his battle with this terrible disease in February.  We were so sad to learn of his passing and want to spend some time with Susan offering our sympathy and support as she goes through this difficult time without Gordon. 

Since Gordon was a charter member of the Model Railroad Club here at the Fairgrounds, Susan asked us to stop by the building to see what Gordon had been involved with and to see his trains.    The two gentlemen working in the building this morning mentioned that they missed Gordon’s presence and took the time to show us Gordon’s trains which are still on display.

We picked Susan up at her house and went together to have dinner at a local restaurant.  What a wonderful visit we had catching up on things since we last saw each other, talking about Gordon and their life together  and observing how well Susan is doing.  She is a strong woman and is already doing very well on her own.  It was wonderful to see you, Susan.  We look forward to keeping in touch and hopefully seeing each other again one of these days.  What wonderful people you meet on the RV road. 

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Happy Father’s Day to all the Fathers in our family – My wonderful husband, Ron Ballard, Kent’s father; my children’s father, Wilbur Birchler, the father of Bill and Laurie; my son Bill Birchler, the father of Ariana and Sarah; my son in law, Kyle Taylor, the father of Kaylee and Garrett; my nephew, Matthew Avellar, the father of Carson; Kyle’s Dad, Robert Taylor; and my Dad, John Avellar ; my brother Jack Avellar, Matthew’s Dad; Ron’s Dad, John Bickford;  and my daughter in law Lisa’s Dad, John Franchini, the last four all deceased though nonetheless very missed.   Thank you for being the great Dad’s you all were and are. 

Today is our last one in Twin Falls and we have just spent it relaxing, cleaning the RV and doing a bit of shopping.  I have not mentioned anything about the city of Twin Falls so thought I would include some info and pictures of attractions taken on a previous trip.

Twin Falls, located in the south central part of Idaho, has long been the center of 500,000 acres of prime farmland irrigated by the Snake River.  It has been known as one of the nation’s most prolific crop producing regions.  The city sites atop the basalt cliffs some 486 feet above the Snake River Gorge and is obviously very rural. 

The city is on the south side of the river and the freeway on the north so one is crossing the river to get into town and to leave.    The Perrine Bridge is a four lane bridge with a pedestrian walkway that allows you a view of the cliffs and river below.  

Perrine Bridge

This is the only place in the United States where BASE jumping from the bridge is legal every day of the year without a permit.  Jumpers from all over the world jump off this bridge which is 475feet above the Snake River in the gorge.  We park in the Visitor Center and walk under the bridge to the east side where others like us are watching the people on the far side of the bridge getting ready to jump.   Several minutes pass before we see two different jumpers leave the bridge.  Below on the ground is a target which the jumpers are aiming for and manage to arrive at.  Below there is also a boat, presumably waiting to pluck a jumper from the river should he/she miss the target and land in the water.  Exciting to watch but not to try.

  

Leave the Bridge to drive down another steep road to Centennial Park (owned by the city of Twin Falls) and a golf course.  A lovely park with covered picnic tables and a view of the river nearby.  We can also see the Perrine Falls which drop down from high up on the side of the cliff.

Perrine Falls

Signing off until we reach Boise