
My visit to the Gem State (not the Spud State as some may think) finally took place! I made an attempt in January but winter’s fury had other ideas. The long days and high temperatures of summer are much easier to cope with than snowdrifts and arctic chill.
The name, Idaho, was first presented to Congress, by mining lobbyist George M. Willing, as a name for a new territory around Pike's Peak (Colorado). He told Congress that Idaho was a Shoshone Indian word that meant "Gem of the Mountains." Indian names were popular at the time and by the end of 1860, Congress was set to name the Pike's Peak region Idaho. Just as Congress was about to make it official, it came to their attention that Idaho was not an Indian name, but a name made up by Mr. Willing. In reaction, Congress designated the territory Colorado instead of Idaho.
In the meantime, the word Idaho had come into common usage. One of the mining towns in Colorado Territory had been named Idaho Springs. A Columbia River steamboat launched on June 9, 1860, for service between the Cascades and The Dalles, was named "Idaho." Gold was found in Nez Perce country, and these discoveries became known as the "Idaho Mines," perhaps after the steamboat used in the gold rush up the Columbia River. Though Idaho had been discarded as a name for the new territory, the name became well known from Washington D.C. to the Pacific Northwest.
In 1863, Congress created a new territory for the Idaho Mines and the name Idaho finally became associated with a state.
Source: Idaho State Historical Society, (http://www.idahohistory.net/Reference%20Series/0258.doc), September 19, 2002Shearer, Benjamin F. and Barbara S. State Names, Seals, Flags and Symbols Greenwood Press, Westport, Connecticut - 1994

Idaho was admitted into the Union on July 3, 1890, becoming our Nation's 43rd state. Idaho's quarter features the peregrine falcon, Idaho’s official raptor, looming above an silhouette of the State of Idaho. Idaho is the only state that has adopted an official raptor (not to be confused with their official state bird, the mountain bluebird) with the help of fourth-grade students from Boise and Meridian. The Bill was approved unanimously by the State Senate on March 19, 2003. The peregrine falcon, one of the fastest birds in the world, was the first species protected under the Endangered Species Act and its recovery is considered the most successful ever undertaken.
The coin bears the inscriptions "Esto Perpetua" (the state motto which means, "May it be Forever"), "Idaho" and "1890." This quarter was released in 2007 and has been an elusive one for me. I still have not come across it so if you happen to have an Idaho quarter in your pocket I’d appreciate it if you would please give me a shout. We can make a deal!
John & I flew into Spokane, WA and drove east into the majestic Idaho Panhandle. Idaho (about 45 miles across at it’s narrowest, as the falcon flies.) Our destination for the evening was Bonners Ferry, 25 miles south of the Canadian Border. We drove through Sandpoint and stopped at the Coldwater Creek flagship store and couldn’t resist a wine shop directly across the street. I thought it would be appropriate to sample some Idaho wines but we were directed to a French merlot and Washington cabernet by the very knowledgeable but overly helpful clerk. I was sorry to disappoint him, but we truly were just browsing and wanted a bottle to drink that night, we were not building our cellar. Sandpoint was founded in the late 1890’s as a railroad and timber center but thrives today as a resort town on spectacular glacier-carved Lake Pend Orielle (PAHN-der-ay.)
Armed with red wine we continued north and rolled into Bonners Ferry at 5pm. The town is the site of a lucrative ferry during the 1863 gold rush and a thriving railroad town for the Great Northern line. After checking into our river view room at the Best Western Kootenai River Inn & Casino we wandered through downtown. Some towns roll up the sidewalks after 9pm. I surmise that the sidewalk rolling occurred around 4pm here, assuming they were unrolled to begin. Despite the eerie lack of other life-forms we liked the look of the old downtown of the region’s northernmost outpost of any size (B.F. boasts a population of 2,515 but where were they?!?) Bonners Ferry was the seat of one of the nation’s last Indian wars. The Kootenai people of Idaho declared war on the United States on Sept. 20, 1974, seeking redress for a century of neglect by federal officials. Their grievance resulted in the designation of an 18-acre reservation three miles northwest of town. (Idaho Handbook by Bill Loftus, Moon Publications, 1992 1st edition pg 37) No evidence of any conflict was in sight today.
Was that movement we sensed around the corner? Yes! A sign proclaimed PIZZA and when we peered inside the joint was jumping! Perusing the menu we opted for LD’s special pizza and placed our order. It took 45 minutes but we happily toted our topping laden pie back to our room to enjoy with our merlot while watching unidentifiable white things (leaves, bugs, birds…Christmas tree flocking?) lazily floating down the river. Definitely check out Papa Byrd’s Bistro when in Bonners Ferry. Nice people and terrific pizza! It’s not in the Road Food book but they’re on my road food list.
The next morning we packed up but our rental car was not as eager to hit the road as we were. A dead battery prompted calls to Thrifty and AAA and brought us speedy aid in the form of Jacob’s Towing and Service. Wow! Try getting such knowledgeable prompt help in San Francisco! There’s something about small communities that is so much easier and user friendly that urban areas.

Exiting town we spied a sign “Gift Shop”. A quick detour to buy a gift for a friend gave us an opportunity to check out the Bonners Ferry Log Inn and meet the proprietors. Next time this is where I’d opt to stay, seeming to be the obvious preferable accommodation. Oh well, sometimes you get it right the first time and sometimes you have to go around a few times.
Just east of town is the Moyie River, the second highest bridge in the state spans the canyon. We paused for appropriate ooh’s and ah’s . The Moyie River Falls drop through the gorge in two cascades of 100 feet and 40 feet, respectively. The Snake River’s Hell's Canyon, at 7900 feet, is the deepest canyon in North America, deeper even than the Grand Canyon. The Shoshone Falls, also on the Snake River, are higher than Niagara Falls.

The Idaho potato is known around the globe, and two thirds of all the processed potatoes produced in the United States are grown in Idaho. Idaho has the greatest stand of white pine trees in the country. The state is first in the country in production of silver. In addition to silver mining, gold, lead, zinc, and copper are all produced in Idaho. Other fun facts are that Philo T. Farnsworth, the inventor of early television, grew up in Rigby, ID. And can you believe that it’s reportedly illegal in Idaho to give someone a box of candy that is over 50 pounds. I’d suggest trying it to see what happens!
Famous Idahoans include baseball player Harmon Killebrew, poet Ezra Pound, Olympic skier Picabo Street and actress Lana Turner. Sacagawea, the Shoshone interpreter for Meriwether Lewis and William Clark also hails from Idaho territory. Pretty amazing from a state that only has 1.3 million residents today.
Check out Josh Ritter’s song: Idaho. From Ritter's 2006 record The Animal Years, this tribute to his home state may not be condoned by state officials but the lyrics are great:
"The only ghost I'm haunted by
Idaho, Idaho
And out at sea for seven years,
I got your letter in Tangier,
I thought that I'd been on a boat,
'Till that single word you wrote,
That single word it landlocked me,
And turned the mast to cedar trees,
And the winds to gravel roads
,Idaho, Idaho”.
I loved the BOOK CLUB CLASSICS! Idaho selection: Housekeeping by Marilynne Robinson
http://bookclubclassics.com/Blog/2008/06/06/idahos-daughter-marilynne-robinson/
It’s a moody, disquieting tale of a dysfunctional family set in fictional Fingerbone, Idaho. The author was born in Sandpoint and gave the novel a real sense of place. The extremes of the terrain and climate come through along with the independence and resilience of the residents. One of the great benefits of reading a book selection for a state is that it imparts an added dimension to my visit.
Writings of Ezra Pound, Ernest Hemingway, Vardis Fisher, Edgar Rice Burroughs (creator of Tarzan), Carol Ryrie Bank, Mary Hallock Foote and Patrick McManus also came up in my search for Idaho literature. I’ve added them to my list to consider for next visit.
Heading east into Montana…