So the night before....unpacked me stuff.....soaked in the tub for a bit to try to get rid of the knot in me neck. Figured I should find a pharmacy grab some pills or somethng.......well it would seem that you can't buy any robaxacet.....or anything close to a muscle relaxant in the USA these days....that's just wrong damn it......so got Ibuprofen......it sucked and didn't help. Ahhh well went to bed....and blinked and woke up...I was tired I guess

So woke up.....not too late at all and tried to get me crap together....right about here I noticed.....a lil problem. where the hell was me rain jacket liner.....sat down....then remembered that the top box was not locked for a bit......farg...me liner was on a mountain top somewhere....that totally sucked as it is essential kit. I hate crying first thing in the morning........so accepted that I needed to get something......asked at the front desk if they knew where I might find a motorcycle shop....he pointed me in the general direction...off I went.

So I find a Yammy shop....my jacket is a v-star....what the hell lets see what they. got.   I tell my story to the guys in the shop...they laugh there asses off.....then they go digging and they find they have one jacket identical to mine. Can't buy the liner....so it is what it is....got me a new jacket......donated the remnants of my old jacket so they gave me discount 10%....I'll take it. I love entertaining folks in the morning.

Life was good again......they pointed me in the direction of a good local restaurant for breaky....so I fueled up then fueled the bike and was off.....

So while I was getting breaky I checked the map picked a route that takes me thru hwy 12....thru the Payette Forest.

So got going and the first sign I see is a caution next 122 miles of curves ahead......:) he he he

What a way to start....that road is amazing. Nobody on it, was able to carve like crazy and the scenery was spectacular. So actually got tired of cranking and pulled over for a "take it in moment"  Car comes out of nowhere.....pulls in right by me old guy gets out walks over to me "Let me take your picture for ya!"  So I let him. Nice guy...was trying this spot for fishing. Seems that the salmon were spawning in the river.  

Seems whoever I bump into is awesome friendly...

So off to twisting and grinding......tough job...finally popped out in a lil town called Kooskia...lo an behold they gots a bar.....

So park....did I mention its hot...was sweating like crazy. Old dude rides by in a beat up ole Maxim.....barely running parks buy me and commences to fill me in on his adventures getting that thing running. So he leads me to the bar beer and nachos...2 bucks.....:) wow...nice. It was a good beer.

So everybody in the bar started to talk me up and grabbed my map and pointed me in a general direction...So with a wave and a hasta luago I was off this time to Boise....on 95. Nice ride...long ride....but nice ride....my back was killing me so was popping pills was more a placebo than anything I think. So pulled into Boise...kinda late found me a super 8.

Unpacked and cleaned the road grime off the bike covered him up for the night, downloaded all the pics and video I got...I got some sweet video I think.........and packed err in.

Dang sleep comes easy.....