Goodness! Who put salt in Rocky Barker’s corn flakes?
The Idaho Statesman columnist takes exception – big time – to a roundup of “Best Damn Things in Every State” by Matt Lynch and Andy Kryza of the Thrillist. The New York website made the understandable “mistake” of listing Lake Coeur d’Alene as the “best damn thing” in the state of Idaho.
Says the Thrillist Dynamic Duo: “Lake Coeur d’Alene is one of the most breathtaking mountain lakes in the US, an unexpected sight for any cross-country road trip highlighted by crystal waters and a shoreline dotted by cliffs and pines.”
In response, Barker of the Statesman sniffs: “For my money, it’s not even the most breathtaking mountain lake in North Idaho.” Barker prefers Priest Lake to Lake Coeur d’Alene. Quoth: “I’d recommend that Messrs (Lynch) and Kryza trade their handheld devices for flotation devices and spend an afternoon canoeing the two-mile Thorofare to Upper Priest Lake, a lake paddle unlike any in the state.”
A good argument could be made that Coeur d’Alene, Priest and Pend Oreille lakes all are worthy of “best damn thing” status. But why the dig from someone in Sufferin’ Idaho town of Boy-C? With the help of a Huckleberry Friend, here’s a list of Boise’s top features: A 50-mile parking lot that is Interstate 84. Some 400,000 people crammed into treeless hillsides. And the home of the most useless Legislature in the country.
Lake envy is a terrible thing.
MLB Tyler epidemic
Back in the day, New York Yankees fans followed “The Yankee Clipper” (“Joltin’ Joe” DiMaggio), “The Iron Horse” (Lou Gehrig), and “The Sultan of Swat” (Babe Ruth). Now, they’re stuck with Tyler. Yankee fan Mike Kennedy couldn’t resist the spring pull to buy a pack of Topps baseball cards from Target. When your Huckleberry Hound was a pup, you could buy 15-20 cards and a stick of hard chewing gum for 25 cents. Mike paid $1.95 for 12 cards, including four New York Yankees and three Tylers – Clippard and Austin, of the Yankees, and Flowers, of the Braves. A century ago, of course, there was a famous Ty who played for the Detroit Tigers: Tyrus Raymond Cobb. But Ty Cobb had the good sense to earn a decent baseball nickname: “The Georgia Peach.”
Poet’s Corner: “Beware the Ides of March!”/Was the cryptic teaser,/Spoken to the scoffing ear,/Of Rome’s Julius Caesar – Remember The Bard (“A Knife in the Back”) … Speaking of Tylers, John Austin, the Medimont punster, offers this aside: “When my sister gave birth to her only son, she asked what I thought of her beautiful baby: Ty. I said, ‘He’s typically new, and Tyler, too.’ For some reason she asked me to leave” … Huckleberry Friend Estar Holmes wonders: “What’s the word for the feeling you get when you’ve been driving for a while and you round the corner and see the mountains, or anything beautiful in nature?” Gobsmacked? … “Walkabout,” the Coeur d’Alene woman who clears trash and dog poop on her daily walks around Tubbs Hill, has been finding little painted rocks with messages such as “Always stay humble and kind.” Now there’s a message worth taking to heart.
So Mrs. O and I are walking our 3-year-old Beagle, Huckleberry, through City Park when a reader named Marvin stops us. “Are you Dave from the paper?” he asked. I confirmed that I was. And asked if he recognized me from the photo that runs with this column. Nah, he says, I recognize Huckleberry. And that’s how I stay humble.
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