Three State Day

The exhilaration of yesterday's drive is enough to put anyone to sleep, so I'll be brief. We started out in Idaho, where the view was pretty much this:

Things started looking more promising when we crossed into Utah, although the view was pretty much the same.

We perked up when we saw that curve in the road waaaaaaaaaaaaay up there. 

To be fair, we did pass by some pretty little towns. Places like this always cause me to get a song stuck in my head that my mom used to sing...The Little Brown Church in the Vale. 

Oh, come, come, come, come
Come to the church in the wild wood
Oh, come to the church in the dale
No place is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

(Please tell me I'm not the only one who knows the words to that song.) It did keep me awake momentarily recalling the words. I told you we were bored.

The puffy white clouds in the sky kept us awake, however. I'm saying I see The Incredible Hulk with his hands stretched over his head. You see it, don't you?

Whoa, Nellie! The drive got downright gripping when we passed into Wyoming.

Lots of wind power in Wyoming. And more clouds. I think it's a man's face with a handlebar moustache. Yeah, I'm going with the moustache.

We moved from "gripping" to thrilling when we passed through a tunnel. I mean, that thing is dug out of solid rock! It was a short-lived burst of energy, however.

And that was pretty much our day. The sunset was pretty.

Smitty wanted me to tell you that he found a new place to explore. This is the overhead cabinet...the one above our couch...the one I need to stand on my tiptoes to reach. Smitty doesn't need tiptoes. He has massive thighs that allow him to leap tall buildings in a single bound.

There are two soft blankets in there. 

These long hauls on the interstate are not a lot of fun...just lots of straight road with very little scenery. A series of gas stations and rest stops. Today we hope to reach Rocky Mountain National Park, and then I should have a lot more to tell you.