The Sound of Whistling Roofuses

“Whistling Roofuses” was the sound the house made as the wind blew off ‘Old Tom Mountain’. That is what my Dad called it, because that’s what his mother called it when then lived in the old cabin with no insulation. Snow would be on the...

The Spice of Life

It was pretty simple for me to jot down a few thoughts of what I missed about this part of Idaho when I “was away” from our state. I grew up in Idaho and tromped the country on foot and horseback. I lived and worked outdoors every day. Poles were cut from lodgepole...

He Loved the Fall

“Best of all he loved the fall.” –Ernest Hemingway I am an attorney by profession, but an outdoorsman by passion.  For an angler and wingshooter, southeastern Idaho is a veritable wonderland.  The Greater Yellowstone ecosystem, which takes in a large...