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Along hwy. 93 in Idaho, you will find red rock formations with snaking rivers that are spotted with rustic log cabins. At times it almost felt like we were in the southwest. Shortly before we reached Salmon, ID, Jadey (our WV) began screaming at us in a loud clank and squeak. We quickly diagnosed her illness as a broken sway bar (again). A man dressed in camo from head to tow helped us secure it well enough to get to the next town. We made it to Salmon and spent a few days there dealing with our little situation. The town had charm but wasn't exactly geared towards our 'type'. One bar had a sign outside that stated, "Take your granola loving, tree hugging, Subaru driving, wolf loving, politically correct ass out of here". Since we could very well check off every item on that list, we decided to pass on stepping in! We did meet a Swiss cowboy in Salmon though and I can say without a doubt, that was a first!
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