Join in a celebration of warming moments in the memoirs of these women, with their horses, living along the Snake River Plain; Learn what they did to refresh their souls.
Whether driving a big team, moving a herd of cattle into a holding pen, seeing a newborn colt get up for the first time and suck from it's mother, riding in a race, jumping over four foot tall poles, do specialty riding with disabled people, or watch a young horse you raised perform well as these women in this book fulfilled either their dream or helped someone else achieve theirs.
You will learn that several of these women conquered many obstacles; some of illness or injury and yet upon recover, acquired a good horse and continued doing something they loved so dearly.
Also in this book are places/ good trails listed where you too could go to ride or hike. It is stated where they are and what to expect as you begin your journey. They are written with clarity that you also will be able to see these beautiful places in your mind.
Enjoy your journey as you read and learn.
Enjoy the Journey is encouraging and compassionate. It reminded me that time spent on a good horse would be well worth the investment. (K. Hall, writer of non fiction novels)
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About the Author
Lenore has written three fiction "Journey" novels and one non fiction children's book. They are titled; The Dangerous Journey; The Lost Journey and Star Dancers Summer Journey. (Western Romance) The other is called Calypso- Dark Horse and is for anyone to enjoy. She lives in Idaho with her husband, where they ride the many trails, often taking some family members and friends along with them.
"I feel I have been greatly blessed being able to ride horses for the last 60 years."
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Enjoy the Journeyof Women and their Horses along the Snake River Plain
By W. Lenore Mobley
AuthorHouseCopyright © 2011 W. Lenore Mobley
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History and Historians of Idaho
The Snake River Plain covers a third of Idaho with many geological features from the volcanic lands of Craters of the Moon that covered several hundred miles to the Shoshone Falls that falls over two hundred feet into the Snake river. It is a unique land with Sawtooth National Forests on both the north and south of the boarders. Most of the land is green with vegetation which is irrigated from the Snake. Beyond the sage, sand and scrub, resides the soul of a land that the Snake River waters.
There is just one of many historic places about horses I recommend you to visit here in our Valley. It is the Hagerman Fossil Beds National Monument to investigate their collection of equine fossils (which looked quite modern—like 3000 years, to me.) The historians claim they are millions of years old. In 1930 excavations by the Smithsonian Institution began. Paleontologists discovered a large concentration of fossils of an extinct species of horse, which became known as the "Hagerman Horse."
Horses that once existed in large herds here in Idaho and Oregon are believed to have originated in the Bering Land Bridge to Asia and the continent beyond. Most horse lovers know that horses once existed in North America and it is believed that many died out, and were reintroduced by the Spanish explorers. This explains the many wild herds that run free on our high plains.
The Mustang Horse, as they are known, is a hardy, free roaming horse of the North American West. The hardiness, grace, speed and independent image of the wild horse is well known for high-performance produce and for sports mascots. Mustang, an English word, comes from the Mexican Spanish word Mestengo, derived from the Spanish means "wild stray." This Mustang is the living symbol of the historic and pioneer spirit of the West that contributes to the diversity of life forms within the Nation and enriches the lives of the American people that now own many of the breed and have tamed them for ranch use and pleasure.
Back to Idaho by: G. Allen; American Falls
I have traveled o're the country and I've seen most everything Alaska in the fall, California in the spring But there's a place of beauty and that's where I long to go That's back to good old Idaho. That's where I wanna go—back to ol' Idaho, Out where my friends are true, I'll build a house of dreams, There by the mountain streams, Underneath the sky so blue So today I'll start my journey, I've a long, long way to go For I'm a native son of Idaho.
I went to see people like Virginia because we're going to be gone one day and we must work hard to make the memories stay.
Pioneering farms homesteaded the irrigated land of the fertile Snake River Plain as the steep canyon walls framed the setting. Yes, the Snake River Canyon is at once a familiar part of our landscape. These 57 miles are a geological wonder—a scene that for many of us who were born here, never cease to wonder over its beauty. One of these persons is Virginia Rickets our own local historian who I visited at her home east of Jerome in 2009.
Virginia Rickets grew up Virginia Eastman living in Berger, Elmwood area, South of Filer. She graduated from high school there in 1943 and moved to Jerome after marriage.
Writing about the Part of Idaho that Virginia Loves
This is her story.
"In my life, horses were a way of going to neighbors to visit; unless the snow was as deep as it was in 1939 and we had to be careful we did not get caught at the neighbors because we could not get the horse home. Sometimes the only way to town was down the railroad tracks. After we were married we moved to Jerome. I didn't have a lot of chances to ride horses for pleasure. I did enjoy wagon rides at the Jerome Fair time often being in the parade as well in the opening of the rodeo. I enjoyed watching the women's events at these rodeos. I would like to have done more with horses, but raising kids, work and my research in Idaho history, took up a lot of my life."
Virginia showed me it's the stream, and not the clashing boulders that make up life. She has written the most detailed and interesting history book of South Central Idaho that I have ever read. It is titled Then and Now in Southern Idaho. Congratulations on this great document Virginia, because of this book you make memories stay.
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Idaho's Snake River
America's far west offers pristine waters that look silver in the morning light, dwarfed by the expanse of forest and mountain. I have seen an evening mist transform Idaho's rivers into a fantasy world. These rivers rush into the Columbia through thick forests and eventually cut through an arid desert. The rivers in northern Idaho gave explorers a westward route for canoes and rafts just as the Snake River gave the early settlers water for stock and gardens. We are blessed to have many streams in Idaho that begin in the wilderness and twists through the rugged land to empty into the many tributaries of the Snake River. History Trails:
One of the Western historic trails our wagon trains journeyed on was a place called the Three Island Crossing at Glenns Ferry. Here they attempted to safely cross the treacherous Snake River The reenactment that I have written about in this chapter is one historic event that made Idaho the state that it is today.
The Oregon Trail: In 1836, two couples, Marcus and Narcissa Whitman and Henry and Eliza Spalding, felt the call to go to the Oregon Territory as missionaries. They were sent by eastern churches to be missionaries to the American Indians of the Oregon Country. There are several good books telling about their lives in the early settlement in the vast reaches of this western interior. The letters they sent home publicized the opportunities and advantages of this western country. I could not mention the Oregon Trail without giving them credit for their step of faith.
2009 The Three Island Crossing
As I looked into history, the first organized wagon train trip to Oregon was made in 1842. The journey began in Independence, Missouri from there it was more than 2,000 miles to Idaho where the wagons crossed the prairies, towering mountains and parched deserts. But the impossible trip, as some called it, was completed. As they blazed the trail it kindred the hopes of many that desired a better life. Within just two years, almost 900 people made their first trip on the Oregon Trail, as it was the main road of westward expansion, a corridor of western history.
This re—enactment of the Three Island Crossing in Glenns Ferry is a picture of "how the West was won." There is an Interpretive Center here that the Idaho Parks Department has for viewers to enjoy.
Today in the Three Island Crossing re-enactment, I would like to feature, Julie Jeffrey, a courageous horsewoman, who has made many trips crossing this dangerous Snake River in her horse pulled wagon.
It was a warm, but overcast August day and the crowd of over a thousand people watched breathlessly as the horse drawn wagon and the outriders entered the water on the south bank of the Snake River. The Jeffery's were driving the partially covered wagon that was being pulled by their team of two white Percheron horses. The Percheron horse is one of the most elegant draft horses and today their unusually free-flowing and active stride was particularly noticeable. I recognized two of the six horseback riders that accompanied them. Vic and Janine Jaro from Buhl led the group down to the Snake River. I later found out that this is Janine's 10th year to do this out riding with the wagons. She is a very adventurous horse rider, and later told me, "I wouldn't miss it for the world, and this participation hasn't been easy as we have to attend many practices for this enactment in an effort to make it safe."
It was very exciting watching the wagon pulled by the Percheron team, as well as the five horse riders as they come down into the canyon and entered the green waters of the Snake. The horses, now knee deep in water, walked downstream along the sandy strip until the water came to their bellies. There, they turned toward the island that was located in the middle of the river. They walked their horses to the islands' point and that brought them half way across the river. When the horses left the island they were quickly in the main current that was the deepest water that came up to the belly of the large team. Then to keep the wagon behind the big team, the outriders put ropes on the wagon and secured them to the horn on their saddles. The watching crowd gasped as the horses got in deeper and swam for about twenty yards until the team again began walking on the river bottom. At this distance the procession rolled on buy giving the large audience full view of the beautiful enactment from the early days of Idaho's settling. Those of us who are here can appreciate what we just witnessed. I asked a college girl who was sitting next to me why she came today. She replied, "I can build on what we are as I rob from the past—it's important to me."
The unit safely arrived on our side at the landing; Julie Blackwell Jeffrey, and her husband, drove the team pulling the wagon up to a level place as the crowd surrounded them. Julie was asked what she thought of this enactment of the Three Island Crossing being completed. "This event is something to be appreciated by the people. I just thank God we all made it," said Julie Jeffrey of Glenns Ferry.
"Yes, just happy it was uneventful," Julie said with a sigh.
I asked Julie, "What do you think of this historic event?" She replied the following.
"Their legacy is our challenge to keep it alive. This tradition of this enactment here in our valley, began in 1985 and until I got the challenge to ride in a wagon across the Snake—it was the hardest thing for me to do. But I'm glad I did, it is a way to learn history and I enjoy history. The pioneers had heavier wagons loaded with their precious supplies and it was more dangerous for them," Julie smiled as she is a very personable person that is willing to talk to most everyone today who had any question.
I wish to thank Julie for her participation.
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Bev Stone: Historian/Author From the Desert of Idaho to Washington D.C;
"When the going gets tough, the tough get going."
Bev Stone of Kimberly loves to look into her and our history of how Idaho was settled and write about many of the pioneers who made history. Her historical book, Stone by Stone on the Oregon Trail, is an account of just this. Written as a personal tribute to the thousands of emigrants who trekked West, Bev attempted, in her book, to bring those unknown heroes to life by using their own words from Oregon Trail diaries. Bev's lovely manuscript won three special awards and I recommend Stone By Stone on the Oregon Trail to anyone who is looking for a wonderful gift to give whether they were raised in the west or not. It is beautifully illustrated by, Gary, her artist husband of 51 years.
As a result, she and Gary were selected to represent Idaho for the Oregon Trail Sesquicentennial, which included a trip to Washington D.C. where the original paintings created for the book's illustrations were displayed in the rotunda of the Senate building for a week.
At that time, Bev and Gary made a presentation to Congress which was featured on C-SPAN. As a result, they were interviewed the very next morning by all major TV news networks, as well as featured on many radio shows and several Oregon Trail documentaries. Bev has also been listed in Who's Who, was a featured Young Author speaker many times, as well as a speaker at numerous school assemblies across the northwest, and keynote speaker at many conventions. Bev has also written many stories of the horses that have been a part of her life.
Bev's story ...
"I actually began writing after my kids were grown, at the request of a local newspaper that wanted a weekly history column. I wasn't sure I could do it, but said I would try. It was fun, interesting and I loved it. I continued that column for nine years, as well as several history articles each month for Idaho Events magazine covering all areas of Idaho. I began free-lancing here and there, and wrote three children's books, two of which are in print, one ready for press, and two more well outlined. I am working on a family history book, and a book about Rock Creek area."
As a child Bev had a fondness for horses and began to ride at an early age. She was the oldest of four and was called Slugger—(I imagine because she stuck up for her siblings.) When her mom divorced, she moved the family to Twin Falls where they lived just two blocks from where Gary Stone lived. There were lots of kids in the area, they all played together, graduated from high school and are good friends with many classmates today. Bev continued to ride until her health would not permit; however, she loves to go to the corral and care for Licorice. This registered Paint mare's name is Idaho Red Wine, but she loves to eat licorice, hence the name they call her now. Bev has enjoyed riding her for about 25 years but like Bev, she is now is retired.
"My first horse really belonged to my dad, who paid very little for her at an action. I was about seven and we were farming in the Cedar Draw area northeast of Buhl. I attended Cedar Draw country school where there were only two rooms; Grades one through five in one room and six through eight in the other. I rode a friend's horse to school or walked the three plus miles in nice weather and by sleigh or wagon when there was a lot of snow."
"I had no idea Pa was bringing home a horse until I went down to the barn when he backed the horse trailer up to the open corral gate next to the barn. When they opened the trailer door, all fury broke loose. They had loaded the horse by physically pulling her into the open trailer, and then fastening her with chains like hobbles. The moment they undid her legs, she went more than wild and tried to climb out of the trailer."
"I was scared to death at such fury, so I ran into the barn and watched. By the time she was freed into the corral, she was bloody and so were the men that were helping. My Dad had scrapes, blood and bruises everywhere, and his shirt was torn. What a sight. Pa said she was explosive, so he promptly named her Dynamite, and she had the run of the 40 acre pasture where we kept the milk cows. It was my job to go get the cows for milking twice a day, and the dark, bay quarter horse filly with the black mane and tail stayed far away from me."
"I began talking loud enough for her to hear me and leaving a trail of apple pieces as I walked. Eventually she came for the apples while I tossed them. We had sugar cubes at that time, and I began taking them along to add to the bait. It wasn't long before she was literally eating out of my hand, one cube at a time and nuzzling for more."
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Table of Contents
ContentsAcknowledgment and comments....................vii
Ranch Women of the North....................49
Women who Raise Horses....................55
Thursday Sage Riders....................113
4-H: Leaders /Members....................137
Back Country Horsemen....................145