I am drawn to this mountain I can't take my eyes off of; as if it was calling out to me. I stop and take a few photos and am amazed at its tone. I drive a little further and stop again to take a few more photos. I'm on my way to Boise, Idaho via Ketchum to Stanley driving up Idaho 75 in no hurry; though I am in a rush to get somewhere so that I could get cleaned up for it has been 4 days since my last shower. There I go again turning around for that one shot at a once in a lifetime view of beauty.
So, I am now going down this dirt road that I found curious just a moment ago and it leads me to a stream. Along the waters edge are some rocks forming a circle used for fire from previous campers, the charred remains attract me to start a fire of my own. The fire is blazing and cracking now with a can of clam chowder heating upon the flames. It shall be ready soon!
Now I'm standing here a pure naturalists with only my flip-flops and nothing but a smile looking out at this stream (my bath) that flows beneath this beautiful mountain.
More to come....