Mind you, this was very early on the morning after our 19.2-mile, late-into-the-evening hike. After saying goodbye to Evan, Heather and I treated ourselves to a breakfast out at the Lotus cafe (great blue corn pancakes!) and took our time returning to a semi-human level of functionality. This is the awesome mirror mosaic at the cafe:
After packing up, mailing post cards, and saying our goodbyes to Evan's roommates, we were finally ready to hit the road. We made it to Idaho before hunger struck again and enjoyed the best burrito ever at a tiny little Taqueria in Idaho Falls. (Las Morenitas if you ever go there)
Bernadette's fan effectively engaged, we flew high into the hazy skies, mesmerized by endless yellow fields with giant square stacks of hay creating a Andrew Wyeth-meets-Lego-blocks kind of landscape.
The balmy golden scene transformed to black beneath us as we landed on the Craters of the Moon...
...where we encountered a most unusual bench...
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yet Oregon was calling us home...
...so onward we flew.
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