Imnaha, Oregon to Joseph, Oregon
Imnaha, Oregon, is quite literally the place where the pavement ends. There is only one paved road leading into Imnaha, and just past the town's one big intersection, the pavement promptly ends.
Imnaha is located at the end of Imnaha Highway, and at the end of Upper Imnaha Road, in northeastern Oregon. Hell's Canyon, and the Idaho state line, are just to the east of town. Here's a Google Map to help you locate it.
According to one account, the name Imnaha originates from a Native American leader named Imna, who ruled the area. It was customary to add a ha suffix to the name of the leader, when describing his territory, thus the name Imnaha.
Now for a tour around town. Here's the whole thing:
This is the intersection of Upper Imnaha Road and Imnaha Highway. There are a couple of businesses here...
...including the Imnaha Store and Tavern. I poked my head inside for a look around, and let me tell you, this is one unique place. It's part restaurant, part bar, and part general store. There are tables and booths down the middle, an old-fashioned bar on the left, and shelves lined with food and supplies along the right wall. Since I arrived at dinner time, the place was full, and while I'm sure the locals are friendly, I felt completely out of place. When traveling alone, eating at a restaurant is often the most uncomfortable thing you can do, and here, I perceived myself as being incredibly conspicuous. So, even though I was hungry, I chose not to take a seat and look at a menu.
I also had the feeling that they didn't take credit cards here, and earlier in the day, I had used up the last of my cash. So, I rooted around in my pocket for some change, bought a can of soda, and moved on.
Imnaha also has a tiny post office. If you head uphill, you're on your way to Hat Point. Downhill, you're headed out of town.
The biggest event in Imnaha is Canyon Day, when hundreds of people come to town for a parade, tug-of-war, and dance. But perhaps the biggest draw during Canyon Day is the annual Bear and Rattlesnake Feed. This is not a chance to feed your favorite animal, but rather, an opportunity to feed yourself, by eating bear and snakes. I've read that the bear tastes like a gamey roast beef, while the rattlesnake is a lot like chicken. You know what else tastes like chicken? Chicken! But a chicken can't kill you, as you're trying to kill it, so I suppose there's no fun in that. Anyway, if you'd like to experience this truly wild-west event, ask the folks at the Imnaha River Inn (a local bed & breakfast) for details.
As you leave Imnaha, take one last look at the Imnaha River and the valley through which you just drove.
Take Imnaha Highway (the only paved road) out of town. Eventually, you'll run into the Hell's Canyon Scenic Byway. Follow the signs to Joseph.
Imnaha Highway is a great road. It really is. The pavement winds in between rounded, brown hills, and past a few small farming areas. It should be a great highway, the kind that real road-trippers just love to drive. And I probably would have found it to be spectacular, if the previous route, Upper Imnaha Road, hadn't been so great. Now, this great road seemed a bit ho-hum.
Apparently it was easier to put up a sign that said "Goats In Road" than to put up a fence to keep the goats out of the road. The sign didn't lie. There were goats everywhere.
After Imnaha Highway rejoins the Hells Canyon Scenic Byway, the landscape flattens out a bit. You're suddenly looking at mountains in the distance, instead of driving up, over, and around them. You'll also pass through some beautiful farming areas. As I crested one hill, I found a couple of horses and a few mules hanging out at the side of the road.
These creatures were friendly, and didn't object to me using the last bit of battery power in my camera.
Some of these pictures didn't turn out quite as well as I would have liked. The sun was too low and too bright, and was bursting through the clouds with that "return of Jesus" look. So, you'll just have to take my word for it. This is an incredibly beautiful and peaceful place.
In the distance is Chief Joseph Mountain, and several other peaks. Directly below them is the town of Joseph, and Wallowa Lake. That's our next stop.
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Ursula Brown Anhary of Ellicott City,
MD writes: I lived in Imnaha as a teenager back in
1977-1978, then graduated from Joseph High School in 1979.
My two summers in Imnaha hold some of my life's most
treasured memories. We kids used to swim for hours in the
river next to the bridge as you approach the general store,
then ride tubes lower down the river. My memory is that the
store was called the General Store and Cafe back then. The
owner had a truly beautiful daughter about our age. I'm
surprised and disappointed that you felt out of place in the
store. I have such good memories from there. People were so
warm and friendly. Perhaps these days they feel protective
of their way of life. I lived there when Safeway moved in in
Enterprise, and everyone worried that the local,
family-owned markets would be driven out of business by the
big chains. I remember our ranch hand telling stories about
his parents crossing the plains in covered wagons. It was
truly a different breed of folks, with a profound
appreciation fornature (but not for environmentalists). My
memory, which may be faulty, is that some of the people who
lived past where the pavement ended were hippies who had
moved there to live off the grid and were fiercely private.
The ranching folks were warm, valued community, and welcomed
visitors. I remember driving from Joseph to Imnaha near dusk
in the heat of the summer. Rattle snakes covered the road on
their way to the coolness of the creek. If you went
horseback riding in the mountains, you'd have to carry a
snake-bite kit. I remember once, as I was mowing the lawn,
coming face-to-face with a rattler. Must have jumped five
feet. Mail only came two or three times a week, and you had
to pick it up at the little post office. We traveled 47
miles or so each way to get to school in Joseph. What a fun
experience they made our childhoods, with dances,
good-natured hazing, sports, and the Senior Sneak down the
Snake River on rafts. I felt so alive when I lived there.
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