We took a little North Idaho trip this weekend. On Saturday, we went to Silverwood and did that. It's your basic amusement park: lots of lines. It's really changed since I went there about 20 years ago, when it was just a few little old-timey shops on "Main Street" and a ride on a steam engine.
Liza thought this sign was funny.
On Sunday, we went up to Schweitzer and hung out. We hiked (forced march) a couple miles straight up the mountain. Maddie found the last stand of huckleberries on a side trail.
There are about 20 huckleberries in that bottle.
After the hike, I had about an hour to ride around. I was too cheap to buy a pass to the top of the mountain (via the lift), and since I had my cyclocross bike it didn't really make much sense to downhill it anyway. And, after slogging around Silverwood the previous day, I needed a good climb. So, I found a dirt road and started climbing. I climbed for 40 minutes, then came down some really easy and swoopy single track.
There were downhill mountbikers everywhere. I get the ski lift thing now. The downhill bikes are huge turds and do one thing well: go down hill. Even watching these poor guys attempt to ride the bike to the lift was painful. But watching them ride down was great. We saw a kid casually ride his downhill bike down two flights of stairs to the parking lot below.
I could see renting a downhill bike and doing the chairlift thing for a day. But if I only had one day, I think I'd rather climb to the top and find interesting roads down on my cyclocross bike.