67 miles, 768 feet climbed
Today was another generally clear day, with comfortable temperatures. We left our hotel by reversing the way we came in yesterday and then eventually turned north. That part was annoying. The road had sunken pavement grooves all the way across it, sometimes as closely spaced as ten feet. My wheels would slam into the far side of the groove and then climb out. This was worse than the typical irregular pavement that we encounter and has me thinking about a suspension seatpost, both to reduce the wear on me and my digital camera, which is a little too big for my jersey pocket and rides in a bag suspended from my seat. Two of the four bike shops in Jackson–tomorrow’s destination–are open and I’m going to see what they have in stock.
Our route was pretty close to I-15 and the Snake River, crossing each several times. In Idaho Falls, I took a few pictures of the falls on the way in. Then I switched from my fixed lens to my zoom lens and, after getting some supplies at Walmart, walked the whole of the falls again, taking a bunch of pictures.
