Day 2 - March 20 - Boise - Salt Lake - Moab
After taking advantage of the free breakfast we reloaded our overnight gear and were soon back on the road. The clouds were higher today, but still stretched out before us culminating in a similarly threatening dark gray wall on the distant horizon with areas of low brown clouds between, the source of which was soon to become apparent. It began with strong winds buffeting us as we raced down the freeway that ran through a high desert plateau towards distant mountains. Then the tumbleweeds began to awaken. At first just a few bouncing amusedly along the margin of the highway between the shoulder and the boundary fence. In no time they were joined by others, larger and larger in size. Soon the bouncing, rolling brown bodies were no longer content to stay on the shoulders and began invading the freeway lanes. Some raced alongside us as if hoping to overtake us, while others crossed suicidally into the lanes. There was no hope to dodge and swerve the intruders - we were all moving too fa...