Will probably go home via I-90 from Coeur d'Alene. Such a beautiful lake there I want my lovely bride to see. Montana ain't bad either. Love the Big Sky! Some of the Skies in Idaho seem pretty big, also. Wonder why it doesn't spread out so much in Indiana? Even in Northern Indiana, it just doesn't seem so big.
Rescue story from Moab area. We (I) decided to take a road into a canyon on what is called Shafer's trail. I'm guessing some old prospector pulled his mule that way a long time ago. So, we start down with a big dually service truck behind us. Well, he's driven the road before, I thought, so I'll pull off and let him around. I did, he did, and away he went! Next time I saw him, he was about a mile ahead on what looked like a logging road in Washington state. Well, as we followed him, I quickly realized this was no logging road. You have to have room to make the switch-backs with a trailer, and we didn't! I had to Jiggle the Turns ( my own phrase for backing when you don't have turn radius) about four times on the way to the bottom. I thought it was great fun, four wheel drive, a little danger, you know the tale! My faithful mate, not so much! The only thing that made it easy for me was thinking about that service truck. "If he can make it so can I!"
Now as I said, I'm driving and I believe the driver is nearly always more relaxed than their passenger. I have something besides the seat and overhead grab handle to hang on to. Plus I know what I plan to do and she doesn't. Anyway, made the wifey seriously nervous! (Think big eyes in Lucy and Rickey's Long, Long Trailer Movie) When we got to the bottom we take a turn off (its on the map, don't worry) and soon see a red jeep pulled over to the side a little way ahead. When I pull alongside, turns out he has engine trouble. Jeep would only go about 150 yards at a time, then cut off. Always starts right back up, but that's not a fun way to drive a four wheel road!
Turns out, he has some kind of sensor problem (found out next day) so I offer to give them a ride to Ranger Station so he can call a mechanic. We drop them off and head on down the road after profuse thanks and hugs all around. About a half hour later we get a call from them and no one will take them back to their RV, parked in Moab. Tour buses won't take them, no Ranger is going home after work, I guess, and it looks like they are stuck. We were going that way anyway, so we offer to take them to their (BEAUTIFUL) Allegro Bus. After making arrangements to meet for supper the next night, we went on home (RV in dry camp, but that's another story!).
He spent about six hours, either waiting for a mechanic, driving back to the jeep and towing it back to town! He was thoroughly bushed and ready for some relaxation by the pool. So we had dinner the next night, go over the whole story again, and they are just the neatest new friends. We just think it's great to meet new people on the road. We really thought it would happen more often, but the times it has, have been very meaningful, so we're just glad when it does.
Safe travels, all, and stay tuned for the horsethief tale, and travels to Donnelly, Idaho and our first ever "Camp Host" job!