Ahhhh,...

... here I sit besides the Little Salmon River ( I think) tent sat up on a grassy campsite site waiting for the Coasters to roll in – and they will provided that can do 100 miles today.

But let’s back up a little.  The ‘to do list’ of Saturday got done.   We even managed to get to church in the evening.   Jeff and Jack cooked up some metts and brats for supper.  That was nice.

Up and at them early on Sunday, aka Father’s Day they hit the road once again.  I think their dad would be proud of them, even though he wouldn’t understand it.  And their children should be proud of them also.  How many people can say their father is attempting to bike across country….

Yesterday, during the late morning I caught up with them as they were climbing a very steep mountain.  I waited at the top so see if anyone needed anything or if they wanted to call it quits.  Silly me!  In order of usual appearance Jack rolled in first, Jeff with him, Jerry bringing up the rear (although I hear Jerry is out in front on the downhills – not sure I wanted to hear that.)  When I asked Jerry how he was doing he reply:  “I feel like I was made for this!”  Okay then…..

We said good-bye to Oregon and hello to Idaho when we crossed the Snake River.  My first reaction to the road taking us to ID was, This can’t be right!  It was gravel, and twisted and turned its way along the Snake River.  There was a sign at the beginning that read something like; WARNING – travel at your own risk.  Road is not maintained by highway department.  Falling rocks possible.  The road turned in to a paved one about 2 miles in.  The actual boarder was the dam that crossed the river.   We left Oregon and the Pacific Time Zone behind.  The campground was a large one that sits on the lake created by the dam.  It was a nice lakeshore site.  Couldn’t have asked for anything more beautiful.

Being Father’s Day I fixed a special supper – pasta (again)  but we did have a bottle of wine.  They also received a Tootsie Roll POP and a gift card from Starbucks from the only one of us who isn’t a father.

The Coasters were up and at ‘em early again today.  Hoping to do 100 miles.  I hope they do also because if they don’t we won’t be joining up tonight.

As I still sit here besides the Little Salmon River (by the way this is the area that Clair worked on when she was with the white water rafting people & the ski resort) so, as I sit here besides the raging river I’m wondering if this was the best choice of sites – we may all be deaf by morning.  But it is shaded – and suppose to hit 92 today.