Daddy, Gibbons Pass, Camping

     No, this first picture is not an ancestor -- it's a descendant.  But compare it to the second photo — do you see some similarities?

     The second picture,  Daddy climbing the Gibbons Pass sign, is one I got from Edith.  It has intrigued me for years. Gibbons Pass is about 50 miles south of where I live. Three passes come together within a few miles of each other: Lost Trail Pass on Highway 93 from the Bitterroot to Salmon, Chief Joseph Pass which goes down into the  Big Hole Valley and then to Dillon, and Gibbons Pass from Sula in the Bitterroot up a winding dirt road to the Big Hole. Then there’s the Gibbonsville Road a few miles farther on that starts in the Big Hole, winds down a steep mountain, and comes out at Gibbonsville, Idaho on Highway 93. I've traveled over all of them, but I've never seen this sign that Daddy is climbing.

     We camped near the top of Gibbons Pass this year for our family camping trip. Paul and Hannah  decided to see if they could find the sign. No luck. The closest they could come to it was this short , relatively new one that Paul is climbing. It must be in the same area, however.

     So . . . . . Edith and Gary, I want to know about this trip. Was it a camping trip? Do you remember it? Do you remember other camping  trips with Daddy?  Let’s have some memories.

     Here’s another picture to stir up those memories. It looks to me like it may have been taken on the  same trip as the other. Who remembers those lovely roadside drinking fountains with ice cold water straight from a spring? Most of them are gone now. Where do you suppose this one was?

     I would love to hear some stories about Daddy and camping. We went on trips with Daddy but never camping.  So, Gary and Edith, dredge up some memories for us. Please?