First stop was Starbucks (got that Jeff?) for a Mocha and Americano. Properly fueled we headed east on highway 20 toward Idaho. By the way, at 3,365 miles highway 20 is the longest highway in the United States, stretching from Newport, Oregon to Boston, Massachusetts. We have crossed paths with 20 in every one of the states it travels through without knowing, until recently, it's record length.
Central and Eastern Oregon: been there too many times. Barb likes highway 20 through Burns and I prefer highway 26 through John Day. Any question about which way we went? Mostly what you see on 20 is dirt roads going somewhere, sagebrush, cattle and hay. Towns are few and far between. Brothers and Riley both have one inhabited building. Juntura has several. Burns and Hines share a town border and really should count as one. Once near Vale farming took over with fields of corn, wheat, potatoes and onions alternating into Ontario.
Lunch: a couple of weeks ago Barb, knowing we would be passing through Burns, found a deli to pick up a sandwich for lunch later on. That took place two hours later at the Idaho welcome center just over the Snake River. Those two hours turned lunch into a somewhat soggy mess. Goes on the don't do again list.
Those who have followed us in the past know that once in a while I do something dumb, but it usually doesn't show up on the first day out. Just before lunch I stopped in Ontario for gas. Credit card gone. Quickly remembered using it last night at dinner. Barb called and sure enough it was at the restaurant. They will hold on to it until we get back. Am I that trusting? No. So while trying to manage a soggy sandwich I was on the phone with Visa canceling and getting a new card. Hopefully Barb will not have another reason to shake her head in disbelief at something I've done.
Nice motel in Twin Falls and a good dinner. Tomorrow we are off to Grand Junction, Colorado. 478 miles today.
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