Dewman
09-16-2011, 09:25 AM
It seems like just about every time I decide to take an impromptu ride, I find something worthy of the effort. Last Sunday, was one of those times. I was bored and the weather was good, so instead of holding down my recliner, I decided to fire Maggie up and head out....with no particular destination in mind. Where I live, in Southwestern Idaho, there are a lot of things to see and places to go....many of them historic and very scenic.
I headed south on Hwy. 45 and crossed the Snake River.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/snake.jpg
I then turned east on Hwy. 78. After traveling about 25 miles, I came upon an historical marker. I never miss a chance to stop and read every one of these I happen upon, as history is one of my favorite interests.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/UtterDisasterdaytriptoGrandview9-11-11.jpg
This story lends a whole new meaning to "an Utter Disaster"!
http://www.idahoocta.org/Utter_Summary.html
Not far from this area, there was an interesting ravine that I though was "photo worthy."
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/Drygulch9-11-11.jpg
Where I parked my bike, there was a sign and a dirt road that led off into the ravine and the high desert area beyond.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/Maggieandsign.jpg
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/JoyceRanch.jpg
After I got home that evening, and downloaded my pictures, I began to wonder what lay in wait down that dirt road. After looking in the phone book and making a couple of calls, I was in contact with Mr. Paul Nettleton, the manager of the Joyce Ranch. I spoke with him and got permission to visit the ranch and take some photographs. So, on Wednesday, not willing to ride my bike down a dirt road, I took my pickup and visited the Joyce Ranch. I met with Mr. Nettleton, a very amiable man, took some photographs and left with a history lesson I'll never forget.
But....that's another story for another time. Like I said, you just never know what you're gonna' find on an afternoon ride.
I headed south on Hwy. 45 and crossed the Snake River.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/snake.jpg
I then turned east on Hwy. 78. After traveling about 25 miles, I came upon an historical marker. I never miss a chance to stop and read every one of these I happen upon, as history is one of my favorite interests.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/UtterDisasterdaytriptoGrandview9-11-11.jpg
This story lends a whole new meaning to "an Utter Disaster"!
http://www.idahoocta.org/Utter_Summary.html
Not far from this area, there was an interesting ravine that I though was "photo worthy."
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/Drygulch9-11-11.jpg
Where I parked my bike, there was a sign and a dirt road that led off into the ravine and the high desert area beyond.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/Maggieandsign.jpg
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s9/dewmantreat/JoyceRanch.jpg
After I got home that evening, and downloaded my pictures, I began to wonder what lay in wait down that dirt road. After looking in the phone book and making a couple of calls, I was in contact with Mr. Paul Nettleton, the manager of the Joyce Ranch. I spoke with him and got permission to visit the ranch and take some photographs. So, on Wednesday, not willing to ride my bike down a dirt road, I took my pickup and visited the Joyce Ranch. I met with Mr. Nettleton, a very amiable man, took some photographs and left with a history lesson I'll never forget.
But....that's another story for another time. Like I said, you just never know what you're gonna' find on an afternoon ride.