Our Valley

This is the Sawtooth Valley, and we call it ours because the ranch that T ran during the late 70's and early 80's and the meeting ground for our courting weekends as I worked in Boise and drove up to see him, is right at the head of the valley, kind of behind the slight hill you see on the right middle of the photo.

The Sawtooth Mountains behind are wonderful hiking and climbing territory. We skied today out to Alturas Lake which is behind the rows of green pine snuggled up against the flanks of the mountain. So special, and is not memory a wonderful aspect of being alive?