Woke up to rain. Waited for a lull, then packed up the bikes, it was raining again as we left. The spray from the big trucks is quite something and I could see Jim, in front of me, disappear into the spray of the oncoming truck knowing I had a couple of seconds before my turn, then its like a frenzy of water, wind, noise, and blindness before its all gone again - its a bit like a water flume ride! When the rain stopped, the wind started, and we road across Idaho. To sum up Idaho - wind, seed potatoe capital and God, and they seem obsessed with watering everything, but it does mean its very green. We visited 'Craters of the Moon' a volcanic landscape that looked like a gigantic slag heap, but apparently
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