I decided that we should take our time and enjoy the drive. That was like asking an elephant to walk a tightrope. William gets behind the wheel of any car, and if there is a destination he wants to get there in the most efficient and timely manner possible. FAST! I did manage to make him stop a couple of times though. Our first stop was the nicest rest area that has ever existed. The restroom was so clean I wouldn't be afraid to put my purse on the floor. There wasn't that "rest area" smell and the tile on the walls and the bathroom fixtures made you feel like you were in a five star hotel. You almost expect a bathroom attendant to offer you a mint on the way out the door. We had to stop and breathe for a moment, however, it was a bit chilly so off to the next great stop.
Driving to Lewiston from Boise is only a five hour drive. But you know kids. The "Are we there yet" phrase started as early as Caldwell. Which is only 10 miles from our front door. Finally about half way there David asked for the map so that he could let us know if we were lost or not.
After you cut through part of the Payette Forest you come to a quaint town on the Salmon River called Riggins. We stopped to stretch our legs and let the kids check out the good sized river. There were several fisherman on the water regardless of the 50 degree weather. The kids even watched a kayaker suit up and launch into the frigid water. Some people just can't resist the call of the river.
Now comes the quick stop that my husband couldn't believe I made him take. My friend Jill makes this drive frequently to come to Boise and Las Vegas. There is a camp ground along the Salmon River that she can't resist saying. Skookumchuck. So she text messages it everytime she passes it. It is such a fun word to say that even ex boyfriends still text her when they pass the sign. It's a tradition that shall never die. I will pass this on to my posterity.
Skookumchuck, It's just fun to say.
Going North through Idaho we cross a bridge to cross the Salmon River. As you cross this bridge there is a sign. Now entering the Pacific Time Zone.
WHAT!?!?!?!?
We are going North, not West. Wierd. So while remaining in Idaho and heading North you enter PST. Yah wierd.
After some more beautiful scenery. Gorgeous forest, rolling hills, awesome railroad bridges that look like they were build hundreds of years ago. You start to smell a pungent stench. "What is that?" you ask. Well I will tell you, it's the smell of money to the people of Lewiston. It's the mill and paper factory. Wow.
This little town on Lewiston is home to around 30,000 people and it is really a beautiful place. It sits nestled between the Snake River and the Clearwater River that converge at the north end of town. What a little piece of heaven.
Once in Lewiston, we got to ride on the river and watch my best friends brother do his last run of the season (I say season, cause he will be back on his boat in December). Crazy kid, it was only 57 degree water. But the kids had a blast on the boat. The colors on the side of the river were gorgeous.
Thanks to Mike and his family for letting us raid his house and roast his marshmallows. Thanks to Jill for letting me boss her around for the weekend. It really was a great road trip and visiting the Pacific Time Zone was fun.
