A Small Town Moment

In late June I filled up my car again, and pointed the bow east, (a rare occurrence) for Ketchum, Idaho.

For an ocean going clam like myself, Ketchum (aka Sun Valley) and the Sawtooth Mountains are the HIGH country! At the end of a long straight flat-nothing highway, it is a ski town through and through and has access to some of the most amazing backcountry trails, alpine lakes, streams full of fish, and all that rocky mountain business.

It is however very isolated, and the diversity of people, design, culture etc. is slim. Not to say the culture isn't bad. Many I've met have gone out of their way to include a new fella in activities they would usually do with age old high school friends, and for that I am grateful.

In 4 weeks, I've burned a little less than 1 tank of gas and more calories than ever. Mountain biking 5-6 days out of the week, I've only scratched the surface of the riding in the area and continue to find new trails. These things are not to be taken for granted...However I get stir crazy and miss the west coast, am eager to find balance in mountain bike racing, and doing work that I am passionate about that benefits society, and somehow getting paid to do it. Since I've been here in Ketchum I've been working for a unique company called Playhard Giveback, which has been a rewarding experience filled with learning about the real trials and tribulations of what it's like to be a startup. More video's and explanation on them later.

While traveling between Washington and Idaho I shot plenty of 35mm film-below are the best bits. 

Keener.

Keener.

Invasive creature and certainly no bass, but still pretty. 

Invasive creature and certainly no bass, but still pretty. 

Cody Barnhill's RV, Harvey hiding behind the trees at Idaho Base Camp. 

Cody Barnhill's RV, Harvey hiding behind the trees at Idaho Base Camp.