Day 49: Ketchum to Sheep Mountain Pass
We passed south through what is called Goldburg on the maps but was really nothing more than a collection of six mailboxes on the main gravel road along the Pahsimeroi. It was a quaint river and quiet with a few not-crowded campsites along it. We checked some of them out but they were pay sites and surrounded by open cattle ranging land so they were still quite hot as it was early afternoon. We decided to press on up Sawmill Canyon and see if we couldn't find a site up in the hills.
The road into Sawmill Canyon was wide a newly graveled. The canyon also was much larger and wider than I was expecting. I began to imagine an easy pass over this range of mountains.
Sawmill Canyon may have continued wide, gradual and easy-going. The canyon with the only traversing road within miles would not remain so inviting.
We passed south through what is called Goldburg on the maps but was really nothing more than a collection of six mailboxes on the main gravel road along the Pahsimeroi. It was a quaint river and quiet with a few not-crowded campsites along it. We checked some of them out but they were pay sites and surrounded by open cattle ranging land so they were still quite hot as it was early afternoon. We decided to press on up Sawmill Canyon and see if we couldn't find a site up in the hills.
The road into Sawmill Canyon was wide a newly graveled. The canyon also was much larger and wider than I was expecting. I began to imagine an easy pass over this range of mountains.
Sawmill Canyon may have continued wide, gradual and easy-going. The canyon with the only traversing road within miles would not remain so inviting.