Idaho Falls!

Wow! I've spent almost a week in Idaho Falls with my very good friends from SoCal, Debbie and Allen. We spent most of the time gabbing about the old days of Cub Scouts (don't laugh; I was a Cub Scout Leader) and Boy Scouts and Food Share. Today, we drove up to Mesa Falls, in the Targhee National Park. I got some photos on the way up, as Idaho Falls are on the other side of the Grand Tetons as Jackson Hole, WY, where I was last week (a little geography lesson).

(This last one was a little house I fell in love with, right next to another one Debbie fell in love with, with a GIANT green house set up perfectly between the two houses!)

We continued on, up to Lower Mesa Falls. Gorgeous up here and very crisp, with brushings of snow on the ground all around, and lots of snow up high.

We then headed up to the Upper Mesa Falls which part of the Henry's Fork of the Snake River. It's approx 114 feet high and 200 feet wide. The average volume of water that flows over it is between 600 and 1500 cubic feet per second:

That's Debbie and Allen in front of the falls!

On the way back home (their home) we stopped by the falls which gave Idaho Falls its name. The town was originally called Eagle Rock. The Mormans came in and put a lot of money into the town, building roads, establishing a bunch of the town politics, then changed the name to Idaho Falls. The falls are downtown and are partially natural, plus some manmade additions that helped the falls become a hydroelectric power plant. If you look closely, you can see the natural level AND the manmade level of the falls:

The downtown was adorable and I love little downtowns like that, with lofts right over the bottom floor businesses. We ate at a wonderful little downtown cafe - The Snakebite! I had a fabulous cioppino (but they called it something else) in beer broth instead of tomato base. It was so good that after I ate all the seafood out of it, I took the broth home in a cup. I highly recommend it. They also have upscale sandwiches and gourmet salads, all in a very charming loft-style, brick-walled, pipes-showing, open room.

I had a wonder almost-week here and was again taken care of very well by loving friends! I have promised to come back, with Fletch, when I finally get an RV. Thank you so much Debbie & Allen!

Heading south tomorrow morning to pick up my little man, Fletch.