Two days of rest have restored my knee. The only thing that stands out in my memory is that riding through south eastern Idaho is riding through a series of valleys between walls of mountains. The weather continues to be nice, and at least I am not currently riding through the desert. I reach Pocatello, Idaho late in the day and am fortunate enough to find a motel room. It’s move in weekend at Idaho State. I watch the local news and read the local paper. Both lead with stories about the high winds from the south at this time of year in the Snake River Valley.