Saturday, September 13, 2025

Radio Flash

 

My good pal Trones watches a lot of films. One of the films she watched recently was Radio Flash. The film is set in a dystopian future, a tech-savvy teenager and her father flee the city and seek refuge with her,  grandfather deep in the mountains of the Pacific Northwest.

The film is okay, Ice Gal is not big on Science Fiction, but what made it interesting was its settings. It starts in Spokane Washington where we are headed. It ends on the bridge over Lake Pend Oreille near Sand Point Idaho, and in the middle where all the action takes place is the Kootenai Falls Swinging Bridge.

It was determined that we would all venture out in the Van With A Name, walk to and over the swinging bridge, and spend the night somewhere along the way.

I selected highway 2 out of Spokane. It’s mostly two lanes and travels through the rural forested towns of eastern Washington.

Our first stop is at the Moyie River bridge in Idaho.  The bridge is something to see 1223 feet long and 464 feet tall, you could sail an ocean liner under the thing.


Moyie River Postcard 

Moyie Bridge From The Vista Point

Our next stop was of course the swinging bridge, over Kootenai falls. Like most of these remote attractions it was down a dirt trail and the sign said it was only 1 mile.

The trail starts off nice enough at a picnic area with a ice cream concession. It peacefully winds its way up to a bridge that crosses over the dual railroad tracks, then you descend down avery long  metal stairway, and the trail to the bridge.

The trail to the bridge is uphill and is more or less a walk-through large rocks and roots of large trees. The views of the river along the way are nothing less than the spectacular .


Kootenai Falls

Years ago, in spite of the river being a killer I would have jumped right in, especially on a hot day like today.


christians beware

After much hiking we found the swinging bridge and walked across to the other side, swinging the entire way.

Suddenly on the other side of the bridge I realized that I was only ½ through this journey and I would have to hike back on the same trial I came in on.

It’s no wonder that on the way back other inbound seniors were looking at me and saying we are going to look just like you soon. I figured they meant that I looked so hale.


The Swinging Bridge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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