Our trip started with the arrival of Sally and Helen in Yakima on September 2. The girls drove in from Tillamook in the afternoon and we spent time preparing for our three week adventure. We left Yakima on the 3rd and drove to Boise to pick up Vicki as she was the missing link to the trip. All was well until we decided to stop in Baker City and visit the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center. The car misled us and yes before we even left Oregon we managed to get lost. We did however find the center and really enjoyed the exhibits; it's an amazing experience. Then came the real problem. We followed the gps in the car even though we thought it was odd. When we saw the signs to the Snake River Scenic Byway, we did some backtracking and finally got to the I-84. We all had a good laugh and that was a really good sign. We arrived in Boise to great food, music, Lola and the Kerr's. We enjoyed the warmth of their beautiful home and left for Ely, Nevada. It was the official start of a three week road trip.
After arriving in Ely the girls walked down to an old cemetery and enjoyed the historical headstones. We had dinner at "The Rack" brew pub. This old town was fun to explore, though even with a map it was hard to find correct addresses. We were looking for an advertised Renaissance Village and we eventually found it. It was well worth the find. It was closed for the day but that was a plus too, as we had the place to ourselves. It was the highlight of Ely.
The Cliffrose was a wonderful place to stay. Location, location, location! We could take a path along the river to the entrance to Zion National Park. The bad news? It was hotter than hell and we had a faulty air conditioner. The good news? We got a huge discount on our stay!
We left early the next morning to hike to the bottom of Bryce Canyon. It is the third time I've hiked this trail and each time it's more thrilling.
We left after two days driving through the hills and wonderful rock formations and visited Globe, an ore mining community. We stopped and stretched along the roadway. Alongside the roadway we found gourds growing. I brought two along for the ride. We arrived in Winslow and checked into La Posada, an historic inn from the thirties. I could have stayed for several days but was thankful for the one night we had.