The next morning bright and early we woke up, drove down the coulee and to dry falls. This is where the Ice Age melting dug out a giant canyon and had the biggest waterfall ever. Ever ever. Danny stood on the edge and I stood on the railing to get a shot.
Then we went into Idaho and found a tank just east of Boise, as we worked our way over Highway 20. We did a bunch of sneak camping in the booneys, finding a spot that nobody was going to look and then parking, setting up the simple camp by taking some things out of the car, and folding the seats down and getting in. Easy and a bit cold. Still, it has been a nice time.
Onward we trudged, or rolled. The desert seemed to stretch forever, we almost gave up hope. Others, as you can see here, have given up hope. But we persisted!