Monday, July 30, 2018

Wheat fields forever

We rode 250 miles today and 220 of them through wheat fields. Kansas has nothing on Oregon and Washington when it comes to wheat fields, all of which are on gigantic rolling hills as far as the eye can see. The roads through these hills were super with curves that rose and fell a plenty.

When we arrived at our motel in Lewiston, Idaho it was 106F so the indoor swimming pool and hot tub felt great.





























Sunday, July 29, 2018

Into Oregon

We crossed into Oregon today which gave Kevin, Nate and Rick checks on their states ridden bucket list.

We had a couple secluded twisty roads today along with some that were fairly congested with weekenders heading home.

We're spending the night in LaGrande, Oregon after a full day of riding.








Hells Canyon in Oregon 


Another shot of the canyon. It's actually deeper than the Grand Canyon but not as spectacular..

Just riding down the highway.











Saturday, July 28, 2018

Picture day.


It was a good day today. Perfect weather except a lot of smoke in the atmosphere from far away fires.

Took a bunch of pictures most of which were in the town of Clayton, Idaho that has a strong history of lead and silver mining. In recent years the locals have refurbished some of the towns buildings and turned them into museums show casing life in the early 1900s. We happened into the town while they were having a celebration of their heritage.














Nate standing next to a Moline tractor.




So we're checked in to our lodge for the night and killing time before supper.






























Friday, July 27, 2018

Idaho Falls, Idaho

All 8 of us arrived at about the same time here at the motel. The ride had cool temperatures for the six of us but we hear it was still hot for Frank and Bruce. 

We got to ride some decent roads along the Snake River but mostly through flat farm and cattle land.

Our friend,Tom Moon, recommended an ice cream shop in Farson, Wyoming so we had to stop. The only problem it was 1/2 hour after we had our breakfast so we had to pass on their Big Cone.

We stopped at a road side historic marker commemorating the Oregon trail for wagon trains over 150 years ago. Ruts from the wagons can still be seen in the distant field of this picture.






Here are some pictures of the pretty stuff.