Not until driving home from college one day was I ever aware of the magestic Wallowa Mountains where I grew up. My Dad would take a week off work every summer for our annual vacation into the Eagle Cap Wilderness. We packed some 15 miles with our horses to Douglas Lake where we always camped and would ride to another lake every day to catch our Brooke Trout dinner. Huckleberry hotcakes for breakfast and trout every night for dinner. Life was so good !!
