Does Anyone Know What Time It Is?

Day 3; Yesterday after we escaped from the Bates Motel we stopped in Jackpot around 9:00 at have breakfast. Now, Jackpot is exactly 3 casinos and a gas station. We choose one and are soon seated looking at the menu. This is when we discover it is 10:00. All of a sudden George is no longer hungry, we have a quick snack, and Jackpot is looking at our backs. Today we stop for lunch and when we come out, the time changed...again! Are we the only people in the US who are unaware of the time zones? We were totally taken by surprise by both of them. The Platts...world travelers. We spent the day on Highway 55 and 95. Idaho is amazing. The terrain is so diverse, enormous, beautiful, and empty. At dinner last night, Sue told us that the Bureau of Land Management owns 65% of Idaho. The ride was fabulous. We would ride for miles and miles in a canyon between fabulously huge brown mountains with the Payette River rolling along at our side. The terrain then changed to for

rest, with the river still weaving its way through the trees. Somewhere alone the line we got behind trucks hauling giant pieces of concrete I beams for bridge repairs. It would be as if Hw 5 were one lane. We were on our way to a town called McCall for a little break. we stopped off there and it was so reminiscent of Tahoe. Beautiful lake, cute houses, lots of realtors. We got rained on a bit and stopped for lunch in Riggins. It is perhaps the whitewater capital of Idaho and on the Salmon River. Very, very beautiful ride. We were awed by the sandy white beaches, unobtainable, pure, clean, empty, and once again surrounded by the giant bald brown mountains. Then we entered the golden hills of hay that went on forever. It's this great wide openness that makes Idaho so enchanting. There are certainly not a lot of malls. Which is lovely. The ride today was really amazing. Tonight we are staying at a Day's Inn in Moscow, Idaho. It is a college town and quite cute. It is the home of the University of Idaho. A few asides: Marsha: there were no neon lights at Sharon's aka The Bates Motel! Karen,I miss you too. I mailed cards to the kids. I forgot to put stamps on them.... Mark, keep trying, we want to hear from you. Nancg and Marc, thank you for writing so much. We miss you! Well, once again I am tired, my head hurts, and I smell. Time to go. These are good days my friends. I wish you were all with us. From Moscow, Jenson and George