The beautiful Boise River Greenbelt follows the river through the heart of the city. Your walk takes you past Boise State University, to Julia Davis Park (stop and explore the gorgeous Rose Garden) to the inspiring Anne Frank Human Rights Memorial. You will find restaurants in the area (Cottonwood Grille is a favorite) plus other parks, including Ann Morrison Park.
Savor your journeys …and treasure the memories …
A favorite spot to visit when in Boise is the incredible Rose Garden in Julia Davis Park. It is convenient to downtown and along the beautiful Green Belt. Definitely worth a visit.
Savor your journeys and always take time to stop and smell the roses.
Riverstone Park, adjacent to the Centennial Trail, is a lovely place to walk about and enjoy the surroundings. There are restaurants on the opposite side of the pond, a nearby Main Street with cute shops, restaurants and a favorite book store.
Savor Your Journeys …. near and far.
The 45 mile Centennial Trail stretches from Spokane’s River Front Park to the end of Coeur d’Alene’s Lake Drive. The Coeur d’Alene section is perfect for walking, jogging and stopping at a bench or adjacent park to enjoy the beauty. Continue on the trail to browse the local shops on Sherman Avenue and discover your perfect spot to enjoy a splendid meal. Check out taking a boat ride on the beautiful lake.
Savor your journeys. Take time to explore.
Last year I did this trip in reverse and it’s very comfortable to return to familiar places. From western Washington take Interstate 90 to Coeur d’Alene, about 30 miles east of Spokane.
I again stayed in the River Front area where there is easy access to the Centennial Trail, the River Front Park, a cute shopping area (with a favorite book store, The Well-Read Moose) and easy access to drive to the town or the I-90 to further explore this gorgeous area. On this journey, I discovered the beautiful Hayden Lake area.
I tried several new places to eat, but returned several times to a favorite, Anthony’s. It’s situated near the pond at Riverfront Park and has a great Happy Hour and dinner menu.
Drive to Boise
To me, the more scenic route (highways 95 and 55) is the better option than back-tracking and taking the interstates. I stopped in Grangeville for lunch and discovered Crema Café, which I highly recommend. It’s a cute spot with friendly and helpful staff offering a nice breakfast and lunch menu. I had a marvelous latte and quiche and would definitely return when in the area.
There are other places to stop, including Moscow, Hells Canyon National Recreation Area and McCall. I stopped several times to take photos and was very lucky that it was a clear, beautiful day as it is a very windy road.
Boise is a neat city to explore, whether for the first time or as a repeat visitor. I went to my favorite spots, including the gorgeous Rose Garden, the Boise River Greenbelt, downtown 8th Street (restaurant row) and Rediscovered Books.
I love discovering terrific new places to eat and that happened in Boise. The Cottonwood Grille, located on the Greenbelt, is terrific. Excellent menu and customer service and how lovely to sit outside and enjoy the sunshine on a beautiful day. I will definitely return.
Another day, we went to nearby Meridian, enjoying lunch at The Yard House, located at The Village at Meridian.
I will have several separate photo posts of places mentioned above, once I sort out my many photos of this beautiful area.
On my return, I stayed on Interstate 84 passing the magnificent Columbia River and the Hood River area. It connects to Interstate 5 north, homeward bound. While a bit longer, the scenery is quite beautiful.
Savor your journeys, discovering new places and re-discovering familiar ones.
Post from last year about Boise and Coeur d’Alene:
The post Memories of Feline Friends ~ Bozo Was the Perfect Name, Part 3 appeared first on Katzenworld – Welcome to the world of cats!. After two years in Minneapolis, I got a transfer to Seattle. I told Bozo that we would be moving again and bought a new carrying case for him. Would you…
Moving with a cat can be a challenge, moving with Bozo was definitely an experience. After living several years in the LA area, I changed jobs necessitating a move from Los Angeles to Minneapolis, MN. The company paid for my relocation (including transporting my car) and gave me a first class plane ticket.
Bozo helped with the move … jumping in and out of boxes, slinking along the floor (did he think he could not be seen?) when the cable company staff and movers came, etc.
Because I would be carrying Bozo plus checking luggage and getting a car rental when I arrived, I thought that taking a red-eye would be the most convenient for both of us. This was pre-9/11 and the TSA security lines.
A friend took us to the airport. Bozo was behaving very well in his zippered carrying case (was he planning how to get out?). Bozo and I boarded the plane and I put him under the seat in front of me, telling him it would be a fairly short flight.
After take-off, snacks were served and then the cabin was darkened. I was relaxing when the man sitting in front of me frantically started waving to get the attention of the flight attendant. When she came to see what he wanted, he said “there’s something moving on the floor!”
I looked down and staring up at me was my gorgeous blue eyed Bozo! How had he gotten out of the case? I immediately picked him up and considered myself very lucky that the people sitting nearby either laughed or remained asleep.
I put Bozo in the carrying case and kept it on my lap, petting and talking to him.
Need I say it was quite the challenge to get a cart, collect my checked luggage, have Bozo remain in the carrying case (with the broken zipper!), hoping that he did not manage to reopen it.
I went to the car rental and from there to a diner as it was too early to go to my new apartment. They let me sit at a table with Bozo in his case next to me. We then drove to our new apartment. The manager met me, showed me around the apartment and then somehow Bozo disappeared — after several frantic moments, turned out he had gotten in back of the refrigerator. Obviously, he wanted to explore our new home.
Bozo adjusted quite well to Minneapolis, even venturing onto the balcony in the winter to investigate snow. He much preferred the balcony when the weather was warm. He was still my crazy beloved cat – alternating between being sweet and ferocious.
We lived in Minneapolis for two years and then I got a transfer to the west coast.
Bozo’s adventures continue in Part 3 …