Today was our last in Boise and after a quality breakfast (the juice here being amazing!) in our Basque-influenced hotel we hit the road. Within minutes the City was behind us as we headed East on the Interstate. Thirty miles or so and the Interstate and Highways parted company and we followed the latter into plains country. Mile after mile of gently rolling grassland, cattle, and massive skies touching down on distant mountains.
At one point we had to brake hard as several deer were grazing close to the road and then we spotted a Coyote (and some Buzzards) hovering close to a 'dead critter'! Mid-morning and we stopped-off for a coffee in a diner which could only exist in this part of the world.....amid three other buildings (and a Visitor Information Centre housed in Pacific Railroad car) in the centre of nowhere. As we sat drinking coffee, a group of cowboys (spurs an'all) walked in and set about lunch....they were the real deal! Soon after rejoining the highway, we pulled a sharp left turn, again in the middle of nowhere, and headed for the mountains......soon finding ski resorts everywhere and then 'Ketchum', where we are staying overnight in the Tyrolean Lodge.
On arriving at this quaint Austrian-style chalet, I was asked if a third-floor room was OK. I said "Fine, providing there's an elevator!" There isn't and the compromise is a room on the second floor!! Nevertheless, the place is great and Ketchum another find.
Its a well frequented winter-ski and summertime-sports resort and has a surprising number of boutique shops downtown.
Sitting in the Starbucks/Visitor Centre, we learned that Earnest Hemingway died and is buried here.....yes-way!!
Idaho continues to amaze! With long straight roads, no traffic to speak of, and incredible vistas, the following Golden Oldie sprang to mind.......
At one point we had to brake hard as several deer were grazing close to the road and then we spotted a Coyote (and some Buzzards) hovering close to a 'dead critter'! Mid-morning and we stopped-off for a coffee in a diner which could only exist in this part of the world.....amid three other buildings (and a Visitor Information Centre housed in Pacific Railroad car) in the centre of nowhere. As we sat drinking coffee, a group of cowboys (spurs an'all) walked in and set about lunch....they were the real deal! Soon after rejoining the highway, we pulled a sharp left turn, again in the middle of nowhere, and headed for the mountains......soon finding ski resorts everywhere and then 'Ketchum', where we are staying overnight in the Tyrolean Lodge. 
On arriving at this quaint Austrian-style chalet, I was asked if a third-floor room was OK. I said "Fine, providing there's an elevator!" There isn't and the compromise is a room on the second floor!! Nevertheless, the place is great and Ketchum another find. 
Its a well frequented winter-ski and summertime-sports resort and has a surprising number of boutique shops downtown.
Sitting in the Starbucks/Visitor Centre, we learned that Earnest Hemingway died and is buried here.....yes-way!! 
Idaho continues to amaze! With long straight roads, no traffic to speak of, and incredible vistas, the following Golden Oldie sprang to mind.......
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