Football, football all day on the radio!

Tom and Paul were right, the Great Camry drove right down the drive. We hated

to bid the Montana Jochims farewell. 

Yesterday Waylon came downstairs to tell us that a herd of elk was outside. We watched as they grazed about 500 yards away. Paul counted 197!  It was great. Can you imagine Paul lives in a place with elk in his backyard?  Then last night we heard the males bugling and the cows calling. They are such unique calls and we felt so lucky. 

Yesterday we toured Paul's "office" where he fabricates special order molded pipes. There is a picture of the son he helped to make inside a pipe!  Then Paul in his office. It was fascinating and very impressive. 

The picture of snow-capped mountains is a welcome to Idaho. Beautiful!  Trivia question:  it was 1:15 PM when we entered Idaho and 1:25 PM when we left Idaho. How can that be?

On to Seattle...