When we had gone to bed it was a clear night but when we woke up on day six it was miserable and pouring with rain and Jackson looked wet and bedraggled and prospects were not very promising at all. We boarded the coach and set off south down Highway 26 which ran alongside the Snake River and then onto Highway 89 which ran through glorious mountain scenery with appropriate place names like Alpine, Etna and the Caribou National Forest. We crossed into Idaho at a place called Geneva and at some point stopped for a mid morning break at a road side diner.
Have Bag, Will Travel 