August 21 & 22, 2020 Water falls everywhere!
Until Saturday when we were treated to a view of the Kootenai River Falls.
Now. You tell me.
To get to the Kootenai River Falls, we had to walk about ½ mile which included a metal bridge over the railroad tracks. It was the kind of metal bridge that is expanded metal. The dog did not like it. You can imagine. But she persisted and we made it to the view. The waterfalls I have seen here are not like the ones I am used to in Yosemite or Niagara Falls. They are more spread out and stepped down. Pretty amazing.
After lunch I was able to join Debbie and Margarite, Addie and Abbey for a trip to the river below our campsite. Here we sat in little pools (which weren’t too cold after a bit), talked and watched the Osprey family across the river fish and feed their young. Apparently the campground we are in is actually owned by the Kootenai Indians and only sublet to the USFS. This spot where the Kootenai river and the Yaak river join is, as you can imagine, a sacred place for the tribe.
Tonight we have a communal dinner and tomorrow we move on to an RV park to wash ourselves and clothing and dump our tanks and take on more fresh water.
We did a campfire that was actually set by two 10 year olds -- good job girls and the s'mores were wonderful too!!
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