WEDDING VOWS AT OLD SAWTOOTH CITY

We eagerly watch for the turn off the highway, and go in search of Old Sawtooth City on the banks of Beaver Creek– the site of our wedding vows.  There is an historic marker telling about Sawtooth City that seems to be about where we should turn. There isn’t really a road, just a dirt trail through a fence and across a cattle guard, but we take it, feeling more confident as we travel into the woods. The old buildings are long gone, probably dissembled for firewood. The area is well visited and must be a popular camping spot from the number of well worn sites and current visitors. The area has changed over time with trees grown or fallen, or cleared, along with the old buildings, so we aren’t really certain of ‘Our’ spot. Where we think it might be there is a large, rather spread out campsite. We drive on past a short distance but decide it wasn’t that far and go back where we can drive closer to Beaver Creek. We step across a wayward stream and stand by the wider section. It is evident that someone has forged them both to camp on the other side. We glimpse a large camp set up in the woods across the creek. As we walk back to the bus, a man on a 4 wheeler and his son on a dirt ride up. They are friendly and chatty, teasing us about forging the creek with the bus. We enjoy soaking up the sun and fresh mountain air while having a fun chat, and learning about the popularity of this area now. Too soon, it is time to say our farewells and head back out to the highway and on down the road to Stanley.