In the late spring of 2005, driving back home from Nevada, I had noticed a strong latent vortex. Because the snow in the mountains was still deep at the time, I did not attempt to reach it. Now seemed to be a good time to repair that omission. On Saturday, September 9, I loaded up some TBs in my old jeep, and headed north for I-90. Driving east and south from Spokane, the target latent vortex was somewhat obscured by the etheric glare of the Missoula vortex, but after Missoula, I got a fix on the direction, and headed south on US-93. At Salmon, Idaho, I had to turn off 93 to the east, and eventually found the vortex up in the Beaverhead Mountains. I found an old rough mountain road which lead to within a few miles of the mountain top where the vortex was situate. I was driving with the windows closed, due to the smoke in the air from the many forest fires in the region, but when I exited the car to begin the climb, the first rain in several months began to fall. Other than having to hurry to avoid being caught in the woods in the dark, the climb was uneventful, and the requisite TBs were placed at the critical points . It was dark when I finally found the car, and with the new rain, I decided to sleep there in the mountains, and wait for morning to negotiate the steep mountain road. This vortex was likely the strongest I’d seen in the Pacific Northwest to date.
          I woke up about 3AM and found that the moisture had pretty well been soaked up by the soil, and the road was in good shape. So I turned on the lights and made my way down the mountain. I was lucky, for later in the day my electrical system went out, and had it done so up on the mountain, I’d have been in trouble. I had to see a man in Ely, Nevada about other business, and so headed east toward Idaho Falls and Pocatello. It was light when I reached the latter town, and from there I noticed another strong vortex to the south. Later that morning, I found it on a mountain somewhat north of Malad City off of I-15, north of the Utah border. It required about a 20 mile drive on country roads and then a bit of a hike to reach it, but it was a good one. I found on the way home, several days later, that it, along with the big one in the Beaverheads, had extended the canopy over the whole State of Idaho.

          It was on the road from Salt Lake City, Utah, to Wendover, Nevada, along the salt flats, that my alternator gave out, and I had to flag a (good samaritan) driver down to make a phone call to a tow truck. I managed to get towed all the way to Ely, where I found a good repair shop. Next morning, while the car was being fixed, I found my friend.

          Years ago he had tried to show me an old Shoshone camping ground he had lived in for about six weeks. It was out in the desert and the Indians had used the place for making arrowheads, since they had a flint mine there. It consists of a quarter mile long array of huge rocks (most of them larger than buildings). It is a maze of paths, natural corrals, caves, and lookout spots. There is a trail through it, used by coyotes and wild mustangs, but otherwise abandoned. The name for the place in the Shoshone language is "City of the Rocks". Back in January of 2001 when we tried before to reach it, we failed due to the deep snow. I could feel a vortex out in that direction, so when the car was done, we drove out there. It was quite a place: more interesting than I had imagined it, and the latent vortex was indeed on a high spot in the "City of the Rocks".

          Next day I drove back home, passing through southern Idaho and northeastern Oregon this time. I located another good vortex in Oregon, but had to leave it for a later.

          A week later I attended to another latent vortex I had long planned to visit. It is at the top of Mount Si, on the outskirts of the town of North Bend, Washington. For several years, every time I had driven to Seattle, I was reminded of that vortex, and finally my sense of obligation drove me to take care of it. Drove over early in the morning and met Edward (who has been posting on various orgonite forums for about three years) in North Bend, and we made the climb. He is from the area, and was familiar with the trail, having climbed it a number of times in his youth.
          One of the points was right at the top of the "haystack", and it took a bit of seeking to find a secure depository. Fortunately there was no one else up that high at the time, and the search was successful.
          It was a good strong vortex. Edward mentioned several times on the way down how much better the mountain felt with the vortex open.