I'll give you one hint as to where I am. "...then I da pimp!"
hee hee. Yep, Idaho. I love that joke.
I am right now in beautiful Twin Falls Idaho. (Deb, don't you have family out here?) Which brings me to my first point of business. When talking to everyone before the trip, names were mentioned of people that would like a visit from an itinerant. However, I got none of those names or addresses. So folks, if you know of anyone around the nation that wouldn't mind me calling on them, e-mail 'em in. There will be a prize for the viewer with the most entries.
My last night in Nevada I had to check into an actual campground, so I decided, if I was going to be in safe environs anyway, I might as well get rip roaring drunk. The teeny bottle (okay, not so teeny) of tequila is now gone, and a horse pill of Advil took care of the afteraffects. That was it, my bender for the trip. Seems fitting it was in Nevada.
So I reached Idaho by about 8 this morning, and let me tell you, I like it a whole lot better than Nevada so far. It's beautiful! The Snake River area is gorgeous, with springs and falls everywhere. And it's not exactly cool, but I'm not dying either.
This afternoon I made it to 2 spots on my list from wacky americana stuff. The first was Mammoth Cave. Basically? Rocked. There was no one else there, and the tours are not guided, so the old guy manning the front just gave me a lantern, and told me if I wasn't back in 45 minutes, he'd send his boy in after me. I was almost tempted to linger, just to get a look at the boy. Then I realized that his "boy" was probably about 40, and I was way too petrified to linger. I did make it all the way to the end, though. Without hesitating. I didn't exactly run, but I came close. What an experience! it was as close to getting lost underground as you can get.
However, since I was a wee bit too piss scared to really enjoy the surroundings, I decided to also take in the other cave, Shoshone Ice caves, only 10 miles up the road. Amazing as it sounds, even though it was about 90 above ground, the floor of this cave was covered in about 8 feet of solid ice. Aparently it is a natural low force wind tunnel, a fluke of nature. Very fun, well lit, and guided, so the adrenaline element was not in this one. There was lots of fascinating history to make up for it.
So now I am at this big lovely library, and I am going to head out and find a camp site after this. More from the road later!