Entering Idaho

Today I followed Lewis and Clark's "Forgotten Trail", so named because this overland leg of their return trip is often forgotten when their exploits are discussed. More importantly, I made it from Dayton, Washington to Lewiston, Idaho, rewarding me with a sense of progress as I hit another state. The ride consisted of numerous hills, ranging up to just short of 3,000 ft, but was relatively manageable, despite the climbs.

The scenery has varied from everything from yesterday's amber hills, to farm lands, to a return to the Columbia River, just shy of Clarkston, Washington. When I hit the plains, or the midwest farmlands, I'm sure I will be looking back fondly on the variety of sights I've enjoyed the last few weeks.

One of the farms:


A view of a bend in the Columbia River as I approached Clarkston: