I love what little I have seen from Idaho. Including this little schitty gas station 50 miles from nowhere where a bucket of rocks tied to some twine was used to shut the bathroom door. No pay @ pump. Rattlesnake warnings as you walked in the front door. Owner had an old 20ga in plain sight behind the counter. Ice was used in troughs to keep drinks cold. No joke. In the middle of potato country, flat as a pancake.

CDA was nice too. Would have liked to have stopped in Boise. But alas, too far from family.


Originally Posted by Bristoe
It's about like this:

"Do you puff peters?"

"Hell no!"

"NAZI!!!"