The world's loneliest fire hydrant must have the world's worst job assignment. The little red hydrant contemplates its fate alone. It sits far from civilization and others of its kind in a rest area located just across the Utah border in a very remote part of Idaho.
The Snake River canyon carves its way through southern Idaho. The city of Twin Falls sits on the canyon edge, just across this bridge. The picture below is a close up of the lip of the canyon, just to the left of the bridge.
This image shows a typical organization of big box stores with parking in front. The only difference is there is a thousand foot drop just outside the front door. Amazingly, there is little more than a chain link fence separating the edge of the parking lot and the canyon's edge! Also notice the "tree ordinance" for beautification is being strictly observed. Important given that there isn't a view to speak of!
Further upstream, the Snake River Valley trades the drama of the canyon for spare curvaceous forms in pastel colors.
Just outside of Boise the check engine light came on. Here we are sitting in Nampa Honda, waiting for the diagnosis. Fortunately for us it was only an oil change - two hours of CNN later we were on our way.
North of Boise and into Oregon, the soft forms give way to a rougher landscape.
More dramatic rock forms and a dry landscape until...
...we hit the Blue Mountains of Oregon. Rain and trees and winding roads.
The range ends as abruptly as it started. Here the highway transitions from altitudes of 2,000 plus feet to 700. This happens very quickly and dramatically. Just beyond the white car closest to the camera is a diagonal scar on the hillside. This is one of several runaway truck ramps. The ramps are full of soft soil and gravel and are designed to stop a truck with failed breaks. This ramp had been used recently!
Admittedly this is not the safest use of my phone. Here is a view from the cockpit, looking out onto southwestern Washington. Next stop, Yakima. Then the final push to Bellingham and the border.