It's surprising how quickly the blog falls behind. I do have a small excuse, we were without internet for a couple of days, but that doesn't explain a whole week of silence.
After Yellowstone, we spent a few days in Idaho Falls which we all agreed is a perfect-sized town. It has all our favorite stores, including Fred Meyer where Diana and I splurged and each bought pants!
The Snake River goes through town and is half dammed and half natural.
There's a lovely river walk that goes on for miles.
Nearby is Hell's Half Acre, where, 4000 years ago, lava oozed from a deep crack in the earth's crust, instead of from a fiery blast.
But wait! I just realized that I skipped something. On our way from West Yellowstone to Idaho Falls, we took the Mesa Falls Scenic Byway and enjoyed pretty 114-foot Upper Mesa Falls.
Where we witnessed a sweet marriage proposal.
And we were surprised to see a sign advertising a man wearing cheese. Imagine that.