jodywy
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Just across the fence and forest road, from some of our dry farm alfalfa. Growing up I smelled like matches in the summer, riding my bicycle up to swim in the little concrete pool. http://starvalleyhs.lincolncountywy.org/Sulphur_Springs.html
The trappers used to get Salt at the south end of the valley or up Stump creek in a little valley to the west. Then they de-louse up at the Sulphur hot springs.
https://www.amazon.com/Journal-Trapper-1834-1843-Russell-Osborne/dp/B000QS1NW0
After the Sulphur had been mined the owner, still farmed and help his wife who ran the pool and taught hundreds ok kids to swim. But he went fishing quite a few days each week. I see his truck and boat go by lot of morning when milking. Some days he parks on the road by the milk barn and walk down to the Salt River on our ranch.
Dad told the story that the neighbor stuck his head in the barn one morning while dad was milking and say, "good morning and I going fishing". Dad said he was milking a bit early and that Him and mom were going to Idaho Falls that day. Well, it was a long day and was getting dark when he got home. The neighbors' truck was still parked on the road. Well dad milked, and while feeding the milk cows he could hear yelling down on the river. So, dad hiked on down the find a Holstien bull had wallowed a dep circle trail around a big willow bush and sitting in the middle of that bush was the neighbor who had spent well over 10 hours of that day in that spot. Dad got the bull pushed away and help the neighbor back up to his truck.
The trappers used to get Salt at the south end of the valley or up Stump creek in a little valley to the west. Then they de-louse up at the Sulphur hot springs.
https://www.amazon.com/Journal-Trapper-1834-1843-Russell-Osborne/dp/B000QS1NW0
After the Sulphur had been mined the owner, still farmed and help his wife who ran the pool and taught hundreds ok kids to swim. But he went fishing quite a few days each week. I see his truck and boat go by lot of morning when milking. Some days he parks on the road by the milk barn and walk down to the Salt River on our ranch.
Dad told the story that the neighbor stuck his head in the barn one morning while dad was milking and say, "good morning and I going fishing". Dad said he was milking a bit early and that Him and mom were going to Idaho Falls that day. Well, it was a long day and was getting dark when he got home. The neighbors' truck was still parked on the road. Well dad milked, and while feeding the milk cows he could hear yelling down on the river. So, dad hiked on down the find a Holstien bull had wallowed a dep circle trail around a big willow bush and sitting in the middle of that bush was the neighbor who had spent well over 10 hours of that day in that spot. Dad got the bull pushed away and help the neighbor back up to his truck.