For 91 Days in Idaho

Adventures, anecdotes and advice from three months exploring Idaho

For 91 Days we lived in Idaho. Famous for its potatoes and little else, this state is easily one of the USA’s most under-appreciated. We explored the entire state for three months, from the fields of the south to the mountain ranges of the north, with some of the country’s most bizarre and remote nature in between.
Whether you're planning your own journey to Idaho, or just interested in seeing what makes it such a special state, our articles and photographs should help you out.

Okay Fine, Here’s a Potato Post

They're the first thing most people think of when they think "Idaho". And usually, they're the only thing people think of. Potatoes aren't just the most famous product of Idaho, but practically the only thing the state is known for. Crazy, when you consider the amazing variety of sights and experiences available here. It is, I suppose, a testament to the marketing prowess of Idaho's potato manufacturers.

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Taking a Break in Lava Hot Springs

Hot springs play an important role in the leisure scene of Idaho, but nowhere are they as celebrated as in Lava Hot Springs. Since its inception, the town has been a place of relaxation for weary travelers and anyone looking for a place to soak their bones. We spent three blissful days here; allowing our bodies to recuperate after a few long weeks on the road.

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Yellowstone Bear World

After two months hiking in the woods of central and northern Idaho, we still hadn't seen a bear. A major disappointment; and now, we were heading into the bear-free country of eastern Idaho. But there was one last option on the table. As dejected as a family who'd been hoping for a European vacation but settles for Epcot, we pulled up to the gates of Yellowstone Bear World.

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The Spencer Opal Mines

The sun was hot on the back of my neck as I crouched down over another pile of rocks, wielding my hammer and garden fork. My legs were getting sore, and I kept forgetting to drink water, but the growing exhaustion didn't matter. Every time I had almost convinced myself to quit, a shiny glint appeared underfoot. Yes, my precious, another opal!

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