Idaho

We're in Idaho! Somehow, when you've ridden across one entire state, it doesn't sound as ridiculous to say you'll be riding across the country.

We had a pretty short day of just over 40 miles. Starting out from Hell's Canyon, we rode up to the Brownlee Dam and then along the reservoir, like you can see in the one photo of dad. Before that, we crossed the Snake River to get in to Idaho. They haven't improved their welcome sign, but I'm standing closer to it than Keith was 25 years ago.

The climb out of Hell's Canyon was a steep 6 or 7 miles. It was tough, but the hills like that have a way of really focusing one since they require maximum physical effort as well as mental concentration. I mean, it is not a classicly pleasant experience, but nobly suffering through to the top feels rewarding. At least it wasn't hot.

Tonight we're staying in the town park in Cambridge, Idaho, under the water tower. It feels a little strange to just set up camp here, but this is what you do. We also camped here 25 years ago.