Completing our circuitous crossing of the wide part of idaho. We drove north along scenic (forests, mountains, lakes, fertile valleys) Routes 55 and 95. At White Bird Hill, only 4400', U.S. 95 is the only road connecting the southern and northern halves of idaho. We finally turned away from the Salmon River and drove along the Clearwater River for a few miles before Lewiston, idaho, a gritty small city which is the eastern limit of ship navigation in the Columbia River system. We crossed the Snake River to its twin city of Clarkston, Washington, where we stopped at a very different place from last night's forest campground. We're in town, in a small but fancy RV park, located at the confluence of the Snake and Clearwater Rivers. it would be a good spot for canoeing but for the perennial strong wind. Even so, it is comfortable and convenient.
On Tuesday we did laundry and some shopping, and i got a needed oil change. Otherwise we stayed out of the wind, enjoyed the view across the river, walked Gracie, and took it easy until the Rays game broadcast started at 4 p.m. Oh- and brought the blog up to date.
Speaking of Gracie, she has learned to put her car window down. At first we thought it was accidental, but then she started doing it over and over, and crying if we put the window back up.
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