The Wisdom of It

Late June found us scooting through the Salmon National Forest from Idaho into Montana, climbing mountains amid lush trees, away — it seemed — from everyone else:


Critters didn’t even seem to be around, leaving empty watering holes…


…and quiet meadows:


When we spotted this sign, we knew we needed to stop in 11 miles and take a look:

After all, you don’t get many chances to see Wisdom up close, much less walk in it, right? The sleepy little town was a mix of old West…


…where this old building advertised “New and Used – Buy – Sell – Trade” but just what Conovers was dealing in isn’t clear:


Although today it looked to be doing a rousing firewood business…


…while all was quiet at the Wisdom Community Center:


We strolled through the open door of one of the few businesses but discovered it was a shop rather than a restaurant, so we apologized and promised to stop back after breakfast.

And what a breakfast! Bob’s traditional eggs, potatoes (with grilled onions and peppers) and toast at The Crossing looked scrumptious…


…but my scramble was equally awesome:


Neither of us could resist a blueberry pancake, and we ended up sharing one of the BEST we’ve ever had — see how thick this one is?!?


The small shop in the back of The Crossing offered some unusual items…


… including a couple of wall-mount cupboards, this one with a door covered in cowhide:


To walk off at least one or two of those calories, we kept our word and wandered back to the shop, where we perused merchandise, chatted with the clerk, and gave Ellen a chance to feel like a kid again:


Of course, it usually doesn’t take a big chair for that to happen 🙂

About Ellen

Fiction writer and photographer, I travel the country with my sweetheart of a husband as a "full-time RVer."
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2 Responses to The Wisdom of It

  1. Ah, you two continue to live the life my ex and I planned on for many years until our divorce when the “kids” flew the nest. Then I became a full-time writer, and set those dreams of wanderlust aside for the lonely life of a scribe. My current wife of 20-plus years and I have an RV, and keep threatening to “hit the road,” but “life” (kids, grandkids, etc.) keep getting in the way. Oh well, whatever will be, will be. Continue on, my friends, and as always, HAPPY TRAILS!


  2. Ellen says:

    We’re discovering there’s no perfect place, no perfect life…. with proof of something I learned in physics class a long time ago: every force has an opposing force. I keep trying to balance them: living every day as much as I can (hiking, biking, traveling, exploring a new place) while burrowing into the clock to find a time to write. The pendulum swings back and forth; some days are more writing while others are more hiking and photography.

    Many RVers (especially long-trip RVers and full-timers) will tell you they wish they’d started sooner, life always gets in the way, and there’s no better time to hit the road than now 🙂 But it’s definitely a lifestyle you need to be prepared for and emotionally ready to take on. We’ve had some great adventures, but some not-so-fun trials as well — kind of life in a sticks and bricks house, you know?

    Stay safe and dry out there, Mike!

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