Where are we??

After mason and lexi's reception on saturday, we hit the road heading back to st. george due to us having to pick up horses in the morning and head to Albion Idaho.

We arrived to st george around 2am, and were back on the road heading north by 930am.



"uh...we could really use a dodge about now."
the whip we took to make the long journey.

Chavis' boss asked Chavis to take two of his horses to this horse Vet in Albion, Idaho. "Albion Idaho" typed into GPS...total time 7 hours and 45 min, "Oh, we'll definately be able to drop the horses off by five, then eat and relax til morning," I thought. And you would've thought that with two GPS devices, and four eyes capable of reading street signs we would've made it to our destination on time...but NO.  Oh no that did not happen. There's a mountain that divides albion...and the GPS apparently had NO knowledge of the side we were supposed to be on. Between my TOMTOM and the Dodge GPS, we traveld in, through, and around Burley ID; all over people's private farms (because GPS picks up DIRT roads, but not paved roads that run parallel .25 miles east), and through this small town...


MALTA- pop 177

Me being the person I am had the mother of all swear words just boiling inside me waiting to escape (to my future posterity...this may suprise you that I ever swore...but I was young and careless back then)...but I held them in until Chavis got too close the a pole at the gas station, and F... :(  "Was that necessary?" Chavis said. "Uh yes..I've been holding them in all day, one was bound to slip out eventually."

so after driving on dirt roads for an hour and a half, and being lost for FOUR hours, we finally found the Vet, and were able to drop off the horses.

Unfortunately, at ten pm on a sunday in a town with one gas station that is closed on sunday...we had to drive 30 min back into Burley to eat nasty dinner at diary queen at eleven o'clock at night.

Thankfully we stayed in a cute little hotel, and businesses opened up monday morning.

don't be alarmed, the shadow of the tree branches would cover
my entire face.

I have the picture of the liquor store because we ate lunch across the street at eleven, and there we 3 different trucks that pulled up to this store, and just sat and stared at it for a coulple minutes each...apparently they had sundays that were worse than ours...they all thought if they wished hard enough it would open before their eyes.

We also found the old Post office...it's the only post-office we've ever seen without the USPS logo on it.

This pic is on the way back to the VET to load up one of the horses.

turns out albion's a really nice place when your not lost

Sad, that the horse we didn't bring home had to be put down...and horses scare me...but I really grew to like this one after we got lost together.

Heading home...6 hours to go.