Idaho is known for it's majestic mountains. They're snow capped, rugged and yes, majestic. But sitting meekly at the feet of their elder brethren are the foothills. They're closer town, useful for hiking, and generally overlooked. They're also under attack from the threat of urban sprawl. I've walked and ridden them on a mountain bike since the 80's. The development that they've undergone has been dramatic since then.
I live in these foothills and have taken upon myself the responsibility to represent them. The crunch of the sand underfoot, the clarifying sage air and the wind whispering through the grass and brush feels good to me. I'm hoping to demonstrate their unique beauty to decision makers in my hometown to keep them wild and free from development.
