And we are off to the cabin...

There we were stopped at the construction site and the flagger guy comes up to the passenger window and asks, "Why so glum? It'll only be a 45 minute wait". He was the comic relief. Oy! I think they chose the right guy for the job because we kibbutzed for at least 10 minutes. Then the traffic from the opposite side showed up. We were back to driving 70 mpg. Well, it's posted you can but we cruised at 60-65. Then I got the call. I had set up an account that allows people like Stan to call on a cell phone. We pulled over and everyone got a chance to hear his voice. Last Thursday before we left I got a call from the main doctor who said they took Stan to a Retina specialist right in SLO! Finally, after 15 weeks of his right eye going blind someone listened and took action. He is hoping this will reverse it but only time will tell. Please keep this in your prayers as it would be very difficult for him to see if it doesn't. They didn't take care of his left eye and he can only see minimally out of the edges.

We got back on the cloudy and cold road heading south. We could see the Grand Teton's to our left. My original plans were to drive back that way, but God steered me differently weeks before the trip. The mountains were now all covered with snow. I'm not sure we would have been able to drive through at all. Ain't God awesome! There was snow on some of the houses of the towns we were passing. But it was starting to be sunny and everything was turning to water. The trees to our right looked cool with just the powder of snow on their branches yet dripping. The drive was mostly straight and plain until we got to the 93 turn off.

After stopping in Pocatello, ID at an Artic Circle and Arby's, we continued down route 93 to Twin Falls. We stopped at the visitor center because we thought we missed the turn off to see Shoshone Falls. I kept walkie-talkie'ing to Steve, "How can there be a falls within 7 miles like the sign says if the mountains are at least 25 miles away"? It was flat all around us. I've been to Lone Pine to camp many decades ago and learned that when you see the mountains from the flat land they are not as close as they appear.

We got the map from the nice gent in the visitor center who also pointed out how to get to thee Twin Falls as well as Shoshone Falls. It's interesting that there were Shoshonie Indians who lived there but the spelling is different. Anyone know why? I don't but didn't think to ask the nice gent in the visitor center. As Steve and I came out we saw Salome taking pictures. I failed to realize we had crossed the Perrine Bridge. We got to walk under it and ..... I forgot to tell you. As we turned off the 93 and drove about 3 miles into the town of Twin Falls we crossed over a bridge to find a huge canyon, Snake canyon. You know, the one Evel Kneivel jumped back in the 70's. So there we were under the bridge with the cars driving over us. And looking down into the canyon was scarry but beautiful. The walls of the canyon are huge and sharp edged rocks.

We drove to Shoshone Falls and stayed there mesmerized for a while. Part of the falls are used for electricity. They boast of these falls being higher than Niagra Falls. Since the water is low they didn't have as much flowing as in the pictures. But there was enough to still be picturesque. We drove on to the Twin Falls but was disappointed to see them dry. But all around was gorgeous. The canyon was still breath taking as were the hawks. Yes, making lazy circles in the sky! It was getting dark so those little knats and/or mosquitoes showed up. It was a beautiful sunset as we drove back up the hill to the 93 again. It was now dark and almost 10 pm, time had gotten away from us. I didn't reserve a motel because I wasn't sure how this part of the trip would go. So off we went on 93, as the Rug Rats would say, "we're on a adventure"! Yes they don't got good english skills cause they be rug rats.

And what an adventure. It was dark. We had passed places to eat and thought there would be some in Hollister. But alas, we be wrong. Then into the dark again, mind you this is back road and now street lights. We finally hit Jackpot, NV. It wasn't! But the time changed and we gained an hour. Of course we were still on the old time of 11 pm. We wearily got into Wells, NV 11:15 the new time. We got a motel first and then went back out to a restaurant. There really isn't much. It's a hole in the wall but thank God for truckers and their restaurants. We ate at the Flying J. It was like last night, they close soon but this guy let us in and we ate.

Bellies full and brains tired off we went to our rooms. It didn't take long and we were all sleeping (and snoring). I got up this morning and looked at the clock. From my angle it was 8:12 am. After I got out of the bathroom and while picking up Lizz' laptop to blog, I saw the clock close up. It was only 6 am, not 8! But it gave me this time to write while Amy, Lizz and Grandma Diana slept.

It's now 9 am. Lizz is up and soon the other two will be. This motel has breakfast until 10 am but I'm not waiting. It's time to eat. After all are awake, fed, and the cars packed we will finish our trek to the cabin in Downieville. Since we pass Reno, I'm sure we will be stopping. Well, we will stop to load up on food for the week but who knows where else we will stop. I am also sure we will come down from Downieville on Saturday or Sunday to celebrate Lizz' 21st Birthday.

Until next time, hope your days are as awesome, and exciting as ours.
C