Monday, June 25, 2007

A Place from my past...
...and I'll tell ya, I was there for a long time...

I had lived there for over 40 years. I went to school there, I graduated from high school there, and I worked there. I knew the place like the back of my hand. I left, because I needed to. And I am glad that I moved. The weather in my new locality is more temperate, the moist air here at sea level is great, and oh, that ocean...I'm getting to know people here, I'm making friends, playing plenty of guitar, so, I'm doing okay. Really. Still, I think of the old stomping grounds from time to time. Will I ever return? Yeah, probably, at least for visiting purposes. But I don't plan to go back for an extended period of time.

There are memories, good and bad, and it's nice to be in a place that you're familiar with, yet as the saying goes, "familiarity breeds contempt". I don't miss the runaway population growth in the area, nor do I fondly remember its freezing winters and hot summers. But yeah, I think of the place sometimes. And it is a beautiful place. In places, anyway. I've seen just about every postcard that refers to Coeur d'Alene, Idaho (sent my way via Ebay's 'alert' mechanism), but every now and then I'll receive something in the e-mail that I haven't yet seen...like the image below:





This is a place where I spent a lot of time thinking, pondering and daydreaming. It is now the "Rutledge Trailhead", located on the Centennial Trail, which parallels the old highway just east of town. This photo was taken, back in the 1940's, but the view then is very much the same as it is now, and it brings back a flood of memories. Whenever Coeur d'Alene's massive invasion of tourists became unbearable to deal with, when the City Park and Beach became so crowded that I didn't wanna be there, this is where I'd go.

Sometimes, I would listen to evening Seattle Mariners' games on the car radio, while parked here as the sun set, with stars shining from above and house lights shining from way across the lake. And, for years, back when I was a runner, I would run past this spot, which is located on the Centennial Trail, a paved pathway that spans the distance between Coeur d'Alene and Spokane, Washington, although it detours rather clumsily thru Post Falls, Idaho, some 12 miles east of Coeur d'Alene. And now, I can do the same thing at several spots along the Pacific Ocean. But I remember Coeur d'Alene. And I hope the spirit of the town survives the rampaging growth which threatens to turn it into "Suburbia, U.S.A."
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I guess this is my way of saying "HI" to everyone up there; try not to 'fry' this summer; from what I've seen on Northwest Cable News, it's been rather warm up there lately.

3 Comments:

Blogger Dogwalkmusings said...

In some most ways the Coeur d'Alene you remember with such fondness is already gone.

Even in the six years we've been here we've seen it change from a still somewhat sleepy resort town to bigger and more is better and all the devisiveness that goes with it.

It's sad. I miss what we had expected. We blinked.

4:05 PM  
Blogger Jinx said...

the ironman was this weekend.
Town so packed you couldn't get around without zig zagging all over the place.
This year the bikers went up and down Gov't way.
I ended up as a volunteer and had a good time.

4:57 PM  
Anonymous Idaho Escapee said...

Hi, Ms. Dogwalker...Coeur d'Alene just got too "jittery" in the summertime; I guess it snuck up on me, but I can't help but feel the city becomes overrun in its quest for the almighty tourist dollar. It is changing, but things are changing all over, the same way. I talked to a guy from Bend, Oregon recently, and that community is going thru crazy changes, too.

Hey, Ms. Jinx...The Ironman is one of several events which render CDA virtually impassable (untransportable?) in the summers. Last year, at the Ironman, I parked at NIC and sat on the Seawall playing guitar as the exhausted athletes run (or straggled) along. Last year, it was hot and miserable even around 8:30-9PM. I ran marathons, but I have no idea how one runs a marathon after biking and swimming.

I guess, in response to both of you extremely kind commenters, CDA just didn't feel like home to me anymore.

9:52 PM  

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