With our longest mileage day to date ahead of us, we woke to sunny skies with a chilly temperature of 49o, although the wind which had been with us for days had pretty much died out. As we were getting ready to leave, we enounteed a problem wthjt our water pump … which, fortunately corrected itself (wish I could have taken credit for the fix).
As we drove through the center of Boulder, we discovered just how small a community we'd stayed in last night.
An eagle or osprey nest, alpaca and duo of horses provided the highlights of the town.
Twelve miles further north on U.S. 191 we reached the charming town of Pinedale
Unique from many of the past several days, many small ponds and streams were clearly visible
The road then wound through numerous moutain passes,
The sides of some of the passes were quite steep requiring warning signs
We passed through one section where it was obvious that a wildfire had taken its toll several years ago.
Meantime, we began to follow and occasionally cross the Snake River.
Debbie managed to spot a remote geodesic dome house, which I never saw.
And, despite the signs
After finally exiting U.S. 191, we ran into … what else … ROAD WORK
We continued to follow the now, aquamarine-colored, Snake River
The road bed had been cut into the sides of the often steep rocky hills bordering the river.
This led the state to post numerous signs, "Watch Out for Falling Rocks". While we never did locate anyone going by the name or "Falling Rocks" we did see ample evidence of large boulders which had tumbled from the slopes and could have caused serious accidents to the traffic below were it not for the protective barriers.
Meanwhile, on the more gentle slopes, yellow and blue flowers
While some folks build homes across streams leading to the Snake, requring bridge access,
After descending more than a half-mile, farms replaced the rugged landscape.
Then, the rains came; fortunately not too heavy, and lasted for about half-hour.
After refueling in Idaho Falls, we headed north along I-15.
The Interstate passed through several "towns" with their own exit ramps. However, some of the towns were little more than those exit ramps while others, Humphrey, appeaerd to be a community of two buildings, both boarded up!
In the distance, new mountain chains began to appear on the horiizon.
Disappointingly, we also saw areas where vehicles people were through with were simply left to disintergrate over time.
At a rest area, there was a colelction of stones, apparently "autographed" by visitors taking a break from driving.
and Debbie spotted a very old travel trailer, one which would probably qualify for the RV Museum we visited last week.
Then, we were in
Grazing and farm land was mixed with the cultivated acreage abutting the mountains.
Tonight we are in a campground in Dillon, Montana (population around 4,200).
We were also visited by both a yellow-headed blackbird
As with our last campground in Boulder, we are situated not too many miles from snow-capped mountains.
Note the rain showers beneath the clouds
This evening, some of that rain blew through the campground, and more is due, beginning over night … when temperatures are predicted to drop into th emid-40os.