Little Fiddler Flat
The ridge top trail descends back to ATV 317, which continues onto Little Fiddler Flat. I pick up speed on the wide track. Dick d’Easum, author of Sawtooth Tales and other books, wrote the story of Big and Little Fiddler Flats for the Idaho Statesman in 1934.
“Moose Morgan came west with the Boise Basin gold rush. His enthusiasm was greater than his geography. Fuddled in his directions, he struck a claim on the south fork of the Boise river instead of More’s creek and established himself near the mouth of Big Fiddler creek. A few miles up the river was Mickey Morgan, hermit miner of Little Fiddler creek. The Morgans were not brothers, although several versions of their adventures link them together in blood relationship. Their binding tie was music. Both played the fiddle with such lively zest the water fairly bubbled to keep time and the wind blew in tune.
“Mickey was a little fellow, hence his claim was called Little Fiddler and the creek the same. Moose was a brawny man, two hands and an ax handle broader than a village blacksmith. That accounted for Big Fiddler creek. They named the streams themselves. Mickey didn’t care at first for so much population on his stamping grounds as the addition of another miner provided, but he put up nicely with Moose Morgan when he discovered the big ox could draw a squeaking good bow.”¹
¹ Idaho Statesman, “Three Fiddler’s Ghosts” (21 October 1934)