So, as it turns out, Nate and his father ride like bats out of hell, at least when compared to me. I think this is because Nate is riding with no weight, and his dad is a monster pulling that 40 pound trailer. I had a bit of trouble keeping up, but it was fun to ride with someone else again.
The folks out here seem to like to emblazon giant capital letters on the mountain for the initial of their town name. Like this giant A on the mountain nearby Adrian. I saw the same thing for Dayville, but I didn't take a picture there.
And someone has a really good sense of humor.
After 40 miles or so we reached the junction where we would split up: I'd head east and they'd head south. I checked the map and ... 39 more miles to Boise. I about fell over. Anyway, we rested a bit at a gas station and I managed to grab a picture of the pair before we parted. Hopefully I'll get to ride with them again soon.
After that I just rode and rode and rode. It was pretty miserable. My legs were giving out, the roads were poorly maintained, and I don't think Idaho believes in shoulders. But I eventually made it to the next WarmShowers location, that of Rachel and Patrick Hugens.
There will be more about this pair in the coming days, but let me start with this: they are the most amazing hosts, and they have toured in every continent except Antarctica (which they only visited).They said I could stay as long as I wanted, Rachel fed me a delicious Indonesian dish, and offered to help me with any route or bike issues I may be having. This was my first home stay with a WarmShowers host and I was pretty nervous, wanting to follow proper couch surfing etiquette and to make a good impression on my hosts. Rachel immediately put me at ease; she said, "For the first ten minutes here, you're a guest. After that, you're home. If you want a cookie, take a cookie. If you want a banana, take a banana..."
Tomorrow is my rest day, lets see what Boise has to offer!
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