Alternate Roads to Baker City
📍 Glenns Ferry, ID to Baker City, OR
We are almost there! Three more stops to go and it will be the end of our first caravan.
Still learning things about the adventures of those brave people.
Here we go… this is the trail that Keith proposed we go on.

He decided to follow the “alternate route” to get to our next destination, seeing things which were a bit out of the way. While towing a 25 ft. long trailer. And trusting the two navigational screens we have in the truck.
First stop: ruts! I know, haven’t we seen enough of them? Well, it still amazes me that they are there from so long ago. Some of the roads took us to free range areas, looked for but didn’t see any cattle.
Waaaay out in the middle of nowhere we found a ranch which has a field of solar panels. Keith’s guess is that they could be off grid.
Taking no chances about going without power.

Every once in a while we would see a familiar sign = we are on the right track!
Ingenious ways to use rocks — I saw a lot of these along the back roads.
Mountain View
Once we got to Mountain View, I got a treat… 🥰

Keith got a trip to Best Buy and Cabelas and Wal Mart. I decided that I might like to have a little fun thing to put out at the campgrounds and later, give to Sloane 😉.

Fort Boise
In Parma, Idaho, we found some more historical markers. They built a replica of Fort Boise here. It was built for fur traders and Indian traders. Settlers could stock up on supplies before attempting to cross the Snake River.
Only open Friday, Saturday and Sunday so we walked the grounds a bit.
We came to this area where a miserable task awaited the emigrants. Crossing yet another river. Indians sometimes had to help the horses and wagons across when they got stranded.
The missive on the right had more quotes from Narcissa. It’s always a surprise when we see them and I think it touches Keith. This was his ancestor doing this remarkable thing.
A Day in the Life
At this pullout around 1430, we found an explanation about what a “day in the life” was.
One of the paragraphs starts out:
“Sniff the fragrance as wagon wheels roll over the sagebrush and send its pungent aroma into the air. Inhale the scent of sweat on people and livestock. Smell the stench of the dead cattle, rotting in the heat.”
What we smelled was burnt grasses and sagebrush. Little did we know…
At 1346, a grass fire was reported near Vale, Oregon. As we followed our trail, we guessed the fire had advanced from the pullout.

As of this hour, the Malheur County Sheriff’s Office says that a “wildfire alert is prompting Level 3 evacuations from Cow Hollow and Mitchell Butte areas near Vale, Oregon. So far this fire has burned approximately 2,000 acres.”
Close to Baker City, this image came up. Richland, WA is where Shelley and Bryce and Sloane live. Who knew there was a Richland, OR? Not me.

“Roads were made for journeys, not destinations.”
— Confucius