Anyway...I'm home. It took a grand total of 18 hours to get from Pendleton to Albuquerque. It was an uneventful drive for the most part. I had one cop in Boise that was an asshole. He was cruising along at exactly 55. I passed him doing 56. He got all pissed off at me and kept signaling me to slow down, but I ignored him. Someone got on the freeway doing 60, and so he sped up to harass him instead. I never wanted to flip off a cop that badly before.
Weather wasn't a major factor. I could see that the Elkhorns in Oregon and the Sawtooths in Idaho were getting dumped on. I got a little worried near Salt Lake City when I saw massive snow clouds rolling out of the Wasatch. Rather than stop in Provo, I pushed on to Green River. I had to contend with fatigue, mountain roads, darkness, and snow. Obviously I made it, but it wasn't too fun. Not too far after Soldier Summit the storm cleared and I was treated to a glorious sky full of stars.
And now, life resumes. Bleh!