Finding a little western town in a 60 mile long glacial valley means it’s time to demount and “kick back.” Tortuga heartily approves!

But first … a bit of morning sustenance …

… and then listen to the water gushing down the sluice box … next to a full bowl that awaits any wandering dogs.

I suppose this is the perfect place to sit and see what happens.

Or, I could go over there to watch the river beneath …

… or settle into a good read next to the saddle-seats. Too many choices.

Later on, when the traffic blooms, we amble the boardwalk, sample the shops, and chat with the natives.

Another beautiful day in the neighborhood.