Boise, ID

After enjoying the dirt of central Nevada, I continued northward to Boise, ID.  I stayed with Vince and Lisa, two old friends and kindred spirits.  They have a nice house with their own dojo built next to it:

On my first night there, we threw each other around and played with knives.  This is our definition of a good time.  I also learned that Vince knows how to make a killer drink; I had a headache for the next three days.  In addition to doing martial arts, we spent a nice evening sitting on the back porch, drinking champagne and enjoying the view.

The morning I left, they loaded me up with food in preparation for my trip into the mountains.