Bombs away describes the one and only draw back to our visit, and a funny one. Pine cones dropping on the RV. Were the squirrels tossing them? I had to wonder 🤪

A quarter mile down the road that crosses the river is a grove of Western Larch, also known as tamaracks. The oldest tree is 1000 years old (see photo). Watch for signage and a tiny parking lot on the left. More: https://forestservicemuseum.org/exhibits/jim-girard/jim-girard-memorial-grove/

The campground backs up to the lovely Clearwater river with water lilies. Paved. Water spigot. Put toilets. So quiet, we planned to stay one night and have been here 3 so far. Feels like home... barring those pine cones that drop and scare the daylights out of me...