The rolling hills and snow capped peaks of Utah are a stark contrast to the plush forests of Oregon. Through the night Idaho passed mostly unseen, but now to either side the mountains have us surrounded here in Salt Lake City. Leaving the damp climate of the Northwest seems to be helping the veggie oil system run a bit smoother. Early yesterday a few random pressure jumps and some very steep grades forced us to trust mostly in diesel, but by yesterday evening and almost exclusively today we have racked up almost three-hundred and fifty miles on veggie oil.
Today marks the second full week on the road, and spirits seem to be good, especially since the addition of our new trailer. The bus has slowly become our home and constant companion. Despite sore backs and necks and slightly damp towels there are no comments of longing for a real bed or a decent shower. Even on this last leg of the journey, I believe most of us have discovered that first learning to be on the bus took some getting used to, but leaving it might prove to be just as hard.
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