I grabbed a cup of espresso in Ronan, then we stopped by Ninepipes
for a few last reflection shots.
Neither of us like retracing our steps, so we drove home via the eastern route down 93.
The Bitterroot Mountains provided a spectacular backdrop to the first part of our journey.
As we left Montana, the scenery changed to arid semi-desert.
This derelict house had grass growing on the roof.
The hills and valleys along the Salmon River, though rapidly drying out in the heat of summer,
were still covered with wildflowers and green grass.
And the mountains just north of Boise were full of gushing streams
and verdant meadows. It was a lovely welcome back.
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