Woke up at Lava Hot Springs. Our campsite was in a corner right over the river so the morning was quiet and we slept in a bit. The sky was overcast and we were sprinkled on intermittently all day. We had to pack up in a hurry to beat the rain.
The road was a straight two-lane road through the desert. The beauty of the desert is less apparent to me than that of the mountains, but well worth the extra work. We stopped for lunch at The Butch Cassidy Caf� in Montpelier, Idaho. The town's only claim to fame is that Butch Cassidy and his gang once robbed their bank. The governor of Wyoming had pardoned Cassidy on the condition that he wouldn't rob any more banks in Wyoming so instead they robbed banks in Idaho just past the Wyoming border. It's a pretty happening place and luckily we arrived before the three big tour buses.
From the caf� we decided to take the scenic route around Bear Lake and through Utah. We had no idea just how amazing the scenery would be� The lake was pretty, but as luck would have it, we were passing through on Raspberry Day. Raspberry Day must have been the only event in all of Utah. We sat in some traffic until we passed the festival, but traffic was stopped coming for the other way for, I kid you not, five miles. In the line of traffic there were even floats for what must be the Miss Raspberry Day parade. We enjoyed the people watching, but for some reason David did not want to stop.
Since it was our two year anniversary (two years since we met again at James and Hope's wedding that is, can you believe just TWO YEARS), we decided we would stay in a nice motel. We haven't been planning when or where we would be and it was clear that tonight we were going to be somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The AAA tour book listed one hotel in a town called Little America and David had seen a billboard for it so we decided to head for there.
The road continued through desert and we went through 20 miles of construction with newly laid asphalt and gravel on top. Every five miles or so we saw signs for Little America "The Truck Stops Here" "35 cent ice cream" "Your Home on the Range." Waiting for the next sign kept me going.
Little America was so much more than a hotel, but I'll fill you in about that tomorrow,
janet.
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