McCall is a mountain village in central Idaho. Hugging the southern end of Payette Lake and nestled into Douglas Fir and Lodgepole and Ponderosa Pine forests, the town began as the hub of the Southern Idaho timber industry. When the local mill closed in the late 70’s the town, like many others based upon resource extraction, suffered a heart attack.
Recovery, in the form of recreation and nostalgia for bygone days, was mercifully prompt. Today McCall survives as a two-season paradise. During the winter, Christmas-card scenery entices snow lovers from November through April. In the summer, streets and shops are clogged with outdoor enthusiasts of all flavors: mountain bikers, hikers, boaters, sailors, kayakers, and golfers bask under serene blue skies.
Fall is a third, less frenetic, but perhaps best of all season. The crowds disappear. Second homes and cabins that rim the lake sit empty. Aspen groves, huckleberry and dogwood bushes blush in anticipation of the coming cold. Elk bugle and deer relish easy town living, where they are safe from hunters’ high powered rifles.
McCall and Payette Lake buried under a blanket of early morning fog, taken from nearby Brundage Mountain Ski Area.
Fall in McCall is my paradise.