It was 500 miles from Hood River to Twin Falls and that is pretty much our max. We stopped once for diesel and lunch and one other very quick restroom stop. Our departure time was 7:45am (Pacific time) and arrival time just after 6:00pm (Mountain time). And through all of that it was predominately hot and dry desserts. I was starting to wonder why Steph had booked us two nights at Twin Falls as these falls must be a joke in this parched and flat landscape. We had seen the Snake River a couple of times on our drive and it was definitely big….so maybe they have a little bit of water, but still, where could there possibly be a “falls” in this flat land. Well, we turned off I-84 towards Twin Falls and there, right in front of us, was a gigantic gash in the earth. An absolutely spectacular canyon that was a huge surprise after the sort of landscape we’d been in all day. Conveniently for us the fancy Perrine Bridge allowed us to cross to the other side of the canyon to reach our campground. Don’t worry, the bridge is not really bent like the picture below will lead you to believe…it’s an artifact of the the way I took the panorama image.
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