The Usual Road

I’ve driven this road at least once a year for the past 18.  This is our third time along this road just this year.  I’ve done it in winter and summer, in rain and snow and wind, and in beautiful weather like today.

The highway from Provo, through Salt Lake City, and to Brigham City can have awful traffic.  But this time we came through on a Sunday morning.  It wasn’t bad until we got to Ogden.  Then it is up over the hill into Idaho and then along the Snake River.

At the rest stop near the state line, we saw a wind turbine wing on its way.  We usually don’t get to see them up close.  Rather impressive that they can haul them on the highway in one piece.

We got to Twin Falls early enough to watch base jumpers do their thing from the bridge.  We hadn’t seen it when we’d been here before.  A local man told us there are only two places in the US where they can jump without a permit, and this bridge is one of them.  We didn’t think to ask what the other place is. 

(He’s on the bridge, ready to jump.)

(He hanging from a blue chute toward the bottom of the picture.)

(About as impressive as jumping off the bridge, they then climb back up the rocks to get to the top.  They’re on the left side of the picture, above the centerline.)

  It looks like it could be fun, but I don’t know that I would want to do it even if I was 50 years younger.

We’re in Twin Falls tonight.  Tomorrow we see Andrea’s brother Paul — a nice bonus for traveling this well-beaten path.