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Why Idaho, redux

Sometimes, I really wonder about Idaho.
I mean, I drive out towards "Craters of the Moon" National Monument, about ninety miles east of where I live (and believe me, it is exactly what the name describes), and I have to go through Arco.

One thing: when you go through Arco, eat at Pickle's Place. and have the fried pickles.


The Park, in front of "Numbers Hill," across from Pickle's Place.

The relevance is due to the long-time nuclear energy research done at the Idaho National Research Laboratory, 100 miles southeast.

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