Wednesday was the day I was scheduled to meet my friend and go birding with her in the Boise area. We met at 7am and went through Star Riverwalk.
From there, we went to a local country road hotspot, where we found a rookery containing cormorants, herons, and egrets. There was also a pair of foals and a bunch of swallows.
From there, we went out to the Morley Nelson Snake River Birds of Prey NCA.
The scenery was gorgeous and I also saw marmots and got a photo of a lizard.
Though the morning had been pleasant, by two we needed lunch and knew that most birds would be hiding from the heat. We hugged and went back to our respective abodes. I walked into the hotel room and KNEW I just wanted to be home. Google said it was a 7 hour drive. It would make for a LONG day, but at the end, I’d be home. I threw my belongings in the car, turned in my keys, and hit the road. The drive wasn’t pretty. Two extremely short pit stops and cruise control set about 10 miles over the speed limit. But we rolled into my driveway just after 8:15pm (6.5 hours of driving, for those who are counting.) I took the bare minimum out of the car, stiffly limped inside, and collapsed.
Home. No place like it.
And that, my friends, is the end of this particular adventure!