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Photos of just past Idaho heading into Washington state.
Past the fucking hardest headwind I’ve ever driven through where the milage was 10 per gallon for what seemed like forever.
The entire time we dove through Idaho we saw not one potato and not one potato restaurant in a state famous for them and we had a head wind the entire time, the entire damed state. It’s like the state was sick of potatoes, it relished their popularity and commerce yet had a fill of them relegating the tubber to nothingness.
Yet, it was worth it.
