We have straddled the Pacific and Mountain time zones for the last couple of days. Some days we were in one and then the other. We were in the Mountain zone when we left Fairmont Hot Springs, but we entered the Pacific soon after. We would be back in the mountain zone when we got south of Lewiston.
We stopped in Cranbrook at a Wal-mart to get rid of the last of our Canadian money. We filled our cooler and refrigerator and were on our way to the border. Passport checks went fine but twenty questions included "Do you have any fruit?" "Yes, we just bought some oranges." "Park over there by the yellow curb and bring me the oranges."
I parked by the yellow curb and opened the slide out because the oranges were in the fridge. Another border guy gave me hell for parking there! The oranges were delivered and we moved on.
I kept looking in the mirror to check on Bill, but he was on the road to Montana.
We were back in Idaho and moving south. Idaho has scenery as beautiful as any we have seen in the last 8,000 miles!
We saw a sign for an RV park, turned left towards Potlatch and found a city run park with cement pads and full hook-ups for $30.
Aris fried some halibut, but there was only four for dinner.
A very nice park. A walking path around the RV park and the baseball field with an old train engine.
Put this one in our memory bank for future use.
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