|G&G Ross, home for the day, bid us farewell|
We eagerly loaded up the camper in anticipation of the trip. As is typical with all things Epic, we didn't get out of town as early as we would have liked. But we did finally start for our Northern destination. John and I were alone in the cab as everyone opted for riding in the camper itself. The windows didn't match up well, but we were able to communicate and pass stuff back and forth. It has been really warm and the camper really heated up as we drove, but no one seemed to mind.
With all of our alone time, John and I were forced to chat. We both talked about how the road North reminded us of our college days. We both went to Rick's College and drove back and forth many on that route many times. We had also been in touch with our friends the Kofords who happened to be staying in Island Park, Id. The lure was just too much and instead of taking I-84 west to Boise, we kept on our Northerly path. Our GPS added a little time to the route, but we are just that crazy!
We drove until we got to Rexburg, Idaho. Ah, the memories. I mentioned that I once saw a moose trotting down the very road we were now taking into town. John told stories of unsafe driving on poor road conditions, surprising from his college aged memories... ;)
Many things had changed. There was now a big road leading into town and up to a new Temple! There were new buildings mingled with the old familiar ones. We didn't have too much time, so we headed for the bookstore. I was feeling sentimental and agreed to buy everyone a sweatshirt or souveneir. Even though they now call the school BYU Idaho, the bookstore must have known that a sucker like me was sure to come through fondly remembering their younger years. Yes, I did get the sweatshirt.
Man it is beautiful in Idaho in the summer. I lived there over the school year and often did not appreciate the surroundings. We continued north until we reached a lovely cabin in the woods of Island Park where the Kofords were staying for a while. We were so excited to see them! And of course, cool Kofords that they are, they even fed us dinner!
Our GPS trip time estimator was prodding us to keep moving with the ERT, but it was hard to climb back into the camper. That camper was quite a site with all of us piling out of it, and it earned us the nickname of the Gillybillies, which we loved! ;)
|On the road again|
On North to Montana. We were in uncharted territory once we passed Big Sky, as neither John nor I had driven this was before. As the sun was setting, we were driving west and the Big Sky of Montana did not disappoint us. We drove along a river and there were some clouds that scattered rain along the way. We saw every color of the rainbow in the sky and the water as the sun went down.
We continued North until we hopped onto I-90, the road that would take us to our final destination out west. We drove, and drove. It's an ERT, remember? Then we kept driving. It was dark, so I don't know what we missed, but the map makes it look like there was some pretty good scenery. Lots of trees and mountains.
We finally crossed back into Idaho, way up in the panhandle. It was here that we decided we had better get some sleep. Even ERTers need to rest. So we pulled off into a tiny town nestled under I-90. The kids all picked out spots in the camper and John and I slept in the cab. It was chilly at that elevation in the forest, but I think everyone slept well in our new home away from home.