On My First Trip to Idaho Story and Art by Brian Hubble I’m from the East Coast, and had my first opportunity to visit Idaho last June while living for a short time in Seattle. Friends from Sweden
By Amy Story Larson McCammon White Mountain Barbecue Chicken INGREDIENTS 1 tsp. minced garlic 1 tsp. powdered garlic 1 Tbsp. Creole or regular yellow mustard 1 tsp. horseradish, prepared 1 c. mayonnaise 1/2 tsp. coarsely ground black pepper
IN THIS ISSUE! Boise, Caldwell, Coeur d’Alene National Forest, Dalton Gardens, Garden City, Homedale, Kootenai River, Kuna, Nampa, Malad, Mountain Home, Plummer, St. Anthony, Snake River Plain, Wallace, White Bird This content is available for purchase. Please
By Les Tanner Cancellations or changes due to weather, illness of performers, and other such things, although rare, are bound to occur. Double-checking with the event coordinators about locations, dates and times is always a good idea. 1
Idaho winners of the National History Day competition were announced recently. Among award-winning students in three divisions from grades four through twelve were three recipients of the IDAHO Magazine Prize in the Special Prizes category (front row, from
Once Rare, Now Returning By Mary Terra-Berns I was anxious to see what was in the net. The winch slowly spooled back rope and brought the hoop net up from the bottom of the river. Idaho Department of
One Slow Winter By Les Tanner A Boise television station’s evening newscast last March contained a short piece about the efforts of the Mathematics Club at The College of Idaho to set a record for possible entry into
Lava Tubes As Ancient Refrigerators By Lael Suzann Henrikson Photos courtesy of Lael Suzann Henrikson The first time I swallowed my claustrophobia and climbed into Bobcat Cave, I was still in graduate school. The year was 1987, and
She Lacks Appreciation By Steve Carr If you were to consider the year in terms of distinct parts, like twelve unique co-workers, how would you feel about June? July, for example, is often the center of attention, the
With a Little Help By Carol Gee All the women’s magazines I read back when my husband Ronnie and I were first dating claimed that the way to a man’s heart was not through his stomach, as those
