South Fork crossing
We descend from the Point to Black’s Creek Road, speed around the Danskin hills then along the Boise River’s South Fork, cut deep in dark basalt. I’ve photographed it so many times now, I don’t bother stopping at any of the usual overlooks. It’s fun just to ride the curves and feel the wind.
I splash cool river water on my face after stopping at the bridge to regroup. It’s a few minutes before Nick arrives, explaining he stopped for pictures. “Take all the pictures you want,” I tell him. “We’ll always wait.” It’s funny to be offering those words to someone else.
Jeremy describes a giant cricket he stopped to look at. “Sounds like a mormon cricket,” I tell him. “They were covering the road last time I was here.”
“That was with Alexis?” Nick asks.
“Yeah.” We drove this way in the late spring as a last outing with our French exchange student.¹
¹ Trail Image, “Fathers Day Prairie Loop”: www.trailimage.com/fathers-day-prairie-loop