Today we rode 400 miles.
We left bright and early and went up the mountain across from our hotel on our way out of town. This was the view from our hotel the night before.
This was the view from Lewiston Hill. The view is breathtaking and the pictures are self-explanatory.
The morning started out cloudy and chilly. Another day of layers. It isn't bad and after our one HOT afternoon, we decided cooler weather is much preferred. Here are some views from the back.
Road construction of some sort. Very icky cloud of dust!
We had three little side trips this morning. The first was going to Clarkston, Washington {just so we could say we were in Washington}.
Our third detour was to Farragut State Park in Idaho. There was a Naval Training Station there from 1942 to 1946. Dave's dad, along with his best friend, Keevan Hammen, enlisted and went to Farragut without telling their parents. They called their parents from Idaho when they got there. Dave was really hoping to find information about his dad's stay there, but when we got to the museum, we found that they had no records for him. Military records were stored in St. Louis and burned in a fire so records are being donated by families and being recreated for the museum. We did visit the museum as well as 'The Brig.' It was all very interesting. I just wish there had been records there so we could have seen where Dean was during Basic Training. Now it's Dave's mission to find his dad's records and then send copies to the museum in Farragut.
North of Coeur d'Alene is a gorgeous lake, Lake Pend Orielle, where the Navy tested submarines!
We finally reached the border crossing into Canada. For some reason we got pulled over and had to 'go inside.' The gal asked us a bunch of questions like where we're from, where we're going, where are we staying, where do we work, do we own any firearms. No we don't own any firearms. She must have asked the same question to us in five different ways: Do you own a rifle? Never? Do you have a gun in a holster? Do you have one at home? Needless to say, her suspicious eye gave us the stinky eye and we had to 'go sit over there' while they searched Harley. They even had a flashlight out there looking in all his nooks and crannies. ha! They didn't find any guns and we were soon on our way.
We got to our hotel and went to the restaurant. I had a strawberry daiquiri for supper with THE BEST apple crisp EVER!
Someone asked me how Harley's new seat is working out. It is AWESOME. Neither one of us have had a sore butt. It was totally worth the investment, especially after riding 400 miles today.
Tomorrow: Golden, BC
Wow, what a full day! I love that you went to where Grandpa Dean went. I remember him telling us that story...I can't imagine what Grandma Martha felt. So so neat!!! Miss you lots! Love you more.
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