Winding down the mountains and through the pine trees of Yellowstone was an amazing end to yesterday and start to today.
Emerging from the Targhee pass into Idaho, the land transforms back to the plains. It looks a lot like Montana looked. Big farms. Cows. More Farms.
The difference between Idaho and Montana are the omnipresent mountains looming over each side of the road.
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there.
Just about the time we're figuring this out, we come to lava.
Instead of farmlands, there are rocks covered in sagebrush.
This lasts a few miles and we're back to farmlands.
Then lava. Then farmlands.
Google "Hell's Half-Acre".
This is alarming: Hell's Half-Acre Volcano.
Then Utah. This is a giant city from Ogden to Salt Lake City to Orem and Provo. Ogden seems to pop up out of the fields kind of suddenly.
While burgers and elk and what-not are okay once in a while, we can't take a steady diet of red meat. Montana is all about the red meat. The Shoga Sushi in Orem was a delight, in spite of being a long way from the ocean.
It looks like tomorrow (D+7) will be the last day on the road. CA predicts an arrival in North Las Vegas. We'll be staying at an Air B&B until the apartment is ready for us.