On the road again...

Well, not much to talk about today. We drove through the Oregon High Desert for 7 hours with nothing really of interest except a few trees, some sage brush and the occasional “town” (more like a rundown station with a gas pump). Oh and for all you fans of Sisters, Oregon, we have fabulous news! We found Brothers, Oregon! Check it out!

Anyways, besides the High Desert (which is at an elevation of around 4500ft high which is high! - Abby is only 195ft in comparison!) we also entered into Idaho today. Sad event of the day: practically missed the welcome sign:

Oh, scary event of the day! We are driving along the highway coming up behind a semi with THREE trailers and we notice it wiggling and we're like, “whoa!”. Then as Dad goes to pass it, the wiggling on the last trailer gets worse and it is now rocking back and forth and waving across the lane. Dad stamps on the brakes as we watch the trailer rock off it's wheels on one side to the other and we're all sure it's going to topple right in the middle of the highway. Miraculously it rights itself and we boogie on past it. I'm telling you, my heart was racing and my muscles were all tight and I was just happy to be alive. Who knows what would have happened if it fell!

Idaho seems pretty much the same as Oregon just not quite as sage-brushy. Plus there are a lot more towns, I mean, real towns with populations above 1000. Mind you, we didn't camp NEAR any of these towns because, as per typical Styles, we find ourselves trekking 23 miles into the wilderness across a cattle guard, dodging cows and climbing up to 5000ft before we reach Fort Running Bear resort. There is seriously nothing out here except this campground. Just a whole lot of hillsides and a few lakes that apparently have good fishing. I have to say though, it is beautiful! But not beautiful enough! Tomorrow we cross the state and head into Wyoming! We'll be in Jackson within a 6 hour drive...ha!