State Lines & Speed Limits

We made it to Idaho! :)

We decided that we wanted to spend most of our “meandering” time in Idaho, so we booked it through Nevada and up into Southern Idaho, to Twin Falls! To understand what I mean by “booking it,” I think that the time has come to give you some specs for our wonderful little Sunrader.

Top speed: 75 mph – Down hill, 65 – Level, 30-45 – Up anything more than the gentlest of slopes.
Gas Mileage: 12 mpg – if I am driving, 18 – if Morgan is driving…we aren't sure why, yet. It might have had something to do with the Sierras; silly mountains, eating up our gas.

For most, this would be a problem, but, for us, it is allowing/forcing us to take our time and enjoy the journey. Morgan and I have both found the stark, simple landscapes of Nevada to be gorgeous! Though it is too hot for us to want to live there, we definitely found beauty all around us. (Don’t worry, we will get to including pictures, soon enough. One step at a time. Thanks for your patience.) :-D

There’s a funny thing about Idaho, and I can say this, now that I have spent several hours here: the ground is flat, nearly horizon to horizon, in all directions. Driving is easy, and smooth, when, suddenly, the ground is gone. Make no mistake, the road is still there, but there is nothing under it but a bridge, spanning the abyss. It isn't a hundred feet before the road finds solid ground once more, on the other side, and the road continues as if nothing had changed. It looked as if some great beast had rent the ground with its claws, gouging out this, and other, gorges, leaving the surrounding land unscathed.

Well, my burn looks like I am crying scarlet tears out one eye; we fixed our kitchen sink; and think we’ve learned to work with the electrical situation. Other than that, it is later than we had hoped to go to sleep, again, and we are hoping to, finally, get on a “sunup to sundown” schedule tomorrow.

Good night to all, sweet dreams, and may the Idaho-ian, great claw leave your fields unfurrowed.