Rodeo has been a big thing in Caldwell Idaho since 1935, so much so that it has become closely tied to part of the town’s identity. One can’t go very far in the little old-west flavored city limits without reminders that they have their very own event. It’s important to the residents of Caldwell, rodeo […]
From atop his beautiful horse, Limo, the Snake River Stampede’s announcer Boyd Polhamus was quite clear. In unmistakable terms, and with counting fingers held out for all to see, he listed off all the professional rodeos that had celebrated their hundredth anniversary. Calgary, Cheyenne, Pendleton, and Pecos were counted before a pause to announce the […]
No one is perfect, they say, and it’s true. Everyone has things they do well, and things they don’t do well, and it’s important to know what those things are. It has been well established that Idaho knows to rodeo better than just about anyone else, so checking out the Gold Dust Rodeo in Idaho […]
Of all the rodeos on the Idaho Cowboy’s Association schedule, the Eagle Rodeo holds a unique place. While most of the ICA rodeos take place in tiny towns and locales even many Idahoans haven’t heard of — places with names like Kamiah, Weippe, and Spray, Or. — the Eagle Rodeo struts its stuff right in the middle of one of the […]
Idaho is a small state. Now, to be sure, it takes up a fair amount of space on the map, at 14th largest by area, but despite steady growth, still ranks 44th out of the 50 states for density — just the way we like it. Canyon is not the largest county, and neither Caldwell […]
I was born and raised in Idaho. The sagebrush, winding through the outcroppings and lava flows, were my playground in Shoshone, Idaho. A great bit of my time is now spent in the Owyhee’s on horseback, when I’m not in the Valley, and it reminds me of a more beautiful version of that sagebrush country.
I have always been a “Native” Idahoan and proud of it. By chance, someone sent me a ticket to Hawaii, as life has been a bit of a challenge for me these past 3 years.
We gathered up the tent, stove, sleeping bags, bug spray, hot dogs, marshmallows, sunblock, more bug spray, chips, fishing poles, and everything else you need to go camping with two four year olds and a seven year old, and headed north to Hazard Lake for a long camping weekend. This was our first camping trip of the year, which from what I have been hearing from other parents, is common due to the late spring we had this year in the Northwest.
We knew we were in for quite a few “are we there yet” conversations due to the fact that it is a solid three hour trip from the Boise area, but with one movie in our arsenal and the comeback of “no, look out your window,” we headed out to go smell dirt.