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What a weird year, weather-wise. WAAAY too many fires out West all summer - at one point, we had forty in Idaho alone, and Deb and I were breathing smoke for two weeks in the haze.
But now, the snow has finally started to fall in a serious way. It is still slim here in town (Hailey, southern end of the Wood River Valley), but there is 4 feet on Baldy (Sun Valley) and over 5 feet at Galena Lodge (23 miles north - superb groomed cross-county trails and snowshoe routes - and food).

For your viusal entertainment: Year 4, our annual visitor.


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A A collection of over 6,800 hats stapled to the ceiling throughout the restaurant....and growing. One of the stories associated with the place is the origin of the name....The Alaska highway was constructed in 10 months, 1942-43. One version of "Toad River" is that the engineers had to tow supplies and materials across at that particular point, and it somehow got bastardized from "towed" to "toad." There are many such strange stories and origins to the naming of places in Alaska.              (I mean, why was Denali originally called McKinley? (other than his recent assassination....he never visited the place.)