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I am a desert dweller. I have always been a desert dweller but recently had the need to travel north to Idaho on a family emergency. Now it is spring...Right? I arrived in Tucson for my flight with wool jacket in hand. It was a balmy 86 degrees which may have had something to do with forgetting the jacket in the terminal. I arrived in Salt Lake City around 9:30 local time and had to walk down an unheated concourse for what felt like about a half a mile. This walk led me to my next destination - the closest airport store selling clothing where I acquired an overpriced ugly grey sweatshirt with the university of Utah blazoned across the chest - or boobs in my case but I knew I would never make the 3 hour shuttle trip to Pocatello without some added clothing. I may never wear that sweatshirt again but at that moment I was loving its fleecy warmth.
So I made it to Pocatello where the sky proceeded to dump snow on me for the next 7 days straight. Needless to say my spring cool weather wardrobe was inadequate. Gratefully cold weather clothing was on sale in Pocatello. I now own a new selection of vests, sweaters, and long sleeved shirts.
The family emergency has not yet resolved and I will be going back in a few weeks. I will be packing many of my new sweaters, vests and long sleeved shirts as I am told there are three seasons in Pocatello consisting of Winter, July and August.
It is majestic county, but it is just too damn cold!
These images were taken through the bus window at 60 miles an hour with my point and shot. Not my best work but it shows how cold yet lovely this area is.
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