The predicted 100-degree-plus temperatures have so far failed to materialize. Still pretty warm – we recorded 91.6 late Sunday afternoon.

Earlier that morning, about 9 a.m., I was helping Ms. Gloria and Patty Yates set up their booth at the Winthrop Market, when a young couple stopped to chat. They had been to a wedding at Balky Hill the day before, and the first words from his mouth were, “Boy, I sure don’t like this heat.” This was morning, in the shade.

He continued his view of the weather, stating that they were from Bellingham (“It doesn’t get this hot there”) and after 20 years, this had been their first venture over the North Cascades Highway. They were suitably impressed.

The day before, we watched the black clouds approaching from the southwest and soon the thunder was grumbling. About a quarter-hour after that, the lightning was visible to the east, and as we were told, Twisp got a major dump of rain and two small lightning fires had ignited down valley.

The forecast for this coming Fourth of July weekend has mellowed from previous dire heat predictions and now contemplates temperatures in the 80s.

From Bill Pope we got notice of a Move The Hut Organization event at the Community Club on Saturday (July 6) at 6 p.m.  This is to be a “barbecue for all ages with dancing to music by local valley rockers, and more.” This is an RSVP event if you are planning to dine, $10 for adults, $5 for under 12 years old. Music will be by Morgan Smith, Ray Robertson, Jeff Ulmer and Randy McGregor. The fête will go until 10 p.m. and the weather looks accommodating. To RSVP, email info@movethehut.org.

We got our acts confused in last week’s “Brush With Stardom” by Mary Sharman. Her stepbrother did not, as written, play guitar with Frank Zappa, he played ping-pong with the rock star. This correction is the net result of our misinformation, and we should be paddled for the mistake.

When last week we commended the Methow Valley Sport Trails Association and the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife department for finally grading the Dripping Springs Road – access to the Big Valley trail – we did not include the real hero of the endeavor, Andy Oosterhof, who smoothed out the Beirut-like road.

There may not seem to be much heroism involved in simply grading a road unless you are pulling a horse trailer containing one to three cayuses. The Dripping Springs Road was so bad, even for a sedan with air suspension, that the horses were getting freaked out by the bouncing and avoidance measures of the pulling vehicle. That’s how it was portrayed last week by a member of the valley horsewomen’s group – so bad that they had mostly given up on riding the popular and scenic trail. On behalf of the drivers, the horses and many casual users, thanks again Andy. You did a great job.


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