Sign seen on a business in Nampa, ID: Uria Auto Body – Let’s hope they don’t venture into the coffee business.
Sign seen on a ranch between Twin Falls and Arco, ID (and not a small sign, either. This sucker was mounted over the entry road and hung from very large timbers): El Rancho Costa Plente
By the way, Craters of the Moon National Monument (in Idaho) is completely and totally awesome (and I really hate that word). Here are photos that don’t do it justice. You have to see hundreds of square miles of basalt, rhyolite, etc. in order to appreciate what happened there. Un-fucking-real.
The expensive ranch must be pretty big – they have a gate on highway 75 north of Twin Falls as well. Stupid, isn’t it?
You were a couple of hours or so from me. I haven’t gotten to Craters yet but hear it is awesome. I think I’ll try to head down there this fall; I’m spoiled, it doesn’t get hot up here. (They say it does, but they are wrong. There were perhaps two or three days last year that I would call just barely hot as opposed to quite warm.)
Idaho has some truly awesome scenery; if you like mountains, the further north you go, the better it gets, from what I’ve seen.
Pretty much, yeah. The population is pretty well spread out, and there’s not too many people in the entire state.
I prefer the mountains, though. I wouldn’t want to live farther south in Idaho than where I am, except for maybe Boise, but probably not even there. It’s a nice little city, though.
Miles and miles of nothing but miles and miles. Nice RV park in Arco: they provide a free (huge) pancakes and eggs breakfast to all campers. We’re hiding out in the motorhome today while the temperature hits 95F. Tomorrow night in Dubois, ID and then into Montana for some exploration. Unless the Parks Service comes after me for the piece of basalt I lifted from Craters.
I was in Pocatello once for a conference and had some free time one afternoon. I drove north on I15 and passed an Indian casino, and then - nothing. Just big rolling hills all the way to the horizon. When you’re in Nebraska or Kansas you see straight lines of planted corn and an occasional farmhouse, but in parts of Idaho there is no indication that people even exist there.