It’s been a while since I’ve written a travel post, because it’s been a while (far too long) since I’ve been on a trip. But last week I finally went on another adventure to a new land – and this time, I actually stayed in my own country.

The farthest west I’d ever been before was Kentucky (I’m east coast born and bred, in case you didn’t know). Last week I ventured all the way to northern Idaho.

Evergreens, mountains, a mirror lake, and snow – what’s not to love?

Before the trip, when I told friends where I was going, I mostly got blank stares about equivalent to what I got when I told people I was going to Iceland. In my neck of the woods, apparently, both Idaho and Iceland might as well be Jupiter for all anyone knows.

Not quite Jupiter, but this sure is a long road through the middle of nowhere

Anyway, for those of you who can find Idaho on a map (and maybe have been there or even live there), I’m sure you’ll agree that it’s a rugged, beautiful, amazing place. I love nature, and boy, is northern Idaho and eastern Washington a great place to see some nature.

The ruins of an old overpass – mysterious and haunting in this landscape. I feel a story idea brewing…

I had a wonderful time exploring the wild landscapes and small towns of north Idaho, and I can’t wait to go back!

Palouse Falls, Washington