After leaving Julie's, we bummed around Idaho for a bit more. Checked out Boise and met some cool people :) We ended up staying at Diana and Eddie's WWOOF farm in North Ogden, UT. They had a sweet house that had a pottery studio, lots of fruit trees, chickens, a cute cat and cool neighbors. We had a good ass time stayin here!
Lookin sexy and rugged on the side of the road in Idaho
Whiskers! At Diana and Eddie's in Utah. We're lucky enough to have had two black and white kitties on our trip so far :) Although this one scratched Devon. Look at those dangerous claws.
Throwing helicopters. We couldn't get enough of Idaho apparently, so we drove back to lovely Pocatello Idaho for a night of debauchery. Evident in these photos. (Hangover day.)
Our new friend Damien!
Back in Ogden cookin a feast for the house (Devon's omlette creation)
Jamar, a fellow wwoofer. He doesn't like to cook. But he is a bomb dish washer!
Family lunch :)
Wash those dishes!
Eddie's homemade stairs
Their homemade wine from the grapes in the backyard. We did not help make it. But we helped drink it!
The trench. We backfilled this shit for days. You can't even tell it's a trench anymore can you?
Neighbors who threw a bomb ass show/party one of the first nights we were there. Twas very fun!
The backyard
Diana and Eddie's skylights. Jamar digging while we went for a stroll.
Sweet chicken coupe that Eddie built
A state liquor store in Ogden. Notice that all the bottles of beer are unrefrigerated? Yup. Apparently that makes you less likely to drink or something. You also can only buy them as single beers. It did not stop us!
Matt's front porch. Before we decided to drive down to Salt Lake City to see a show last minute. We rocked out to Die Antwoord while drinking beers in a moving vehicle the whole way down. With not enough seat belts! Take that Utah.
The aforementioned show. Yeah....interesting guy. I think he took too much acid in the 80's.
Who knew
Wicked book store with outdoor shelves! We got trapped in there for hours. We left with 3 books, and super secret directions from the store owner, who was an old hippy with a big white beard, to see cave paintings in Arches National Park. We didn't end up going to said secret cave paintings because we got mad at Moab.
Had to document this orgasmic vegan brownie. Salt Lake loves its vegan's apparently. Probably because Mormon's would approve of that shit.
Amazing cloud hovering over the nearby mountains in Salt Lake! Moon to the left.
Dangerous picture taking while Heather was sleeping. Well worth risking our lives.
Cool rocks and stuff.
Through the dreamy lens of Heather (While Devon drives)
Tourist trap gas station. The gas was $5.50/gal, but since we weren't buying gas, we could appreciate it's weirdness without getting angry :)
Arches National Park baby. Observe the arches.
Arches Park has more than arches. Like marching elephants to the left, and penis rocks to the right.
We wanted to climb up to that rock crotch and see all the land bathed in sunlight...but it was way scarier than initial inspection. We gave up and settled with holding the camera above our heads and cheering the people who actually climbed it.
Moab, UT full moon. Devon climbed on the roof of the van to take the photo.
Gonzo Inn. A hotel dedicated to Hunter S. Thompson. Lame hotel, but cool sign.
Healthy lunch.
Fourth post! Hope you liked it. xoxo
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