So, Rhonda chills most of the winter and when the weather warms up she is usually chomping at the bit to stretch her legs. What better place to take her than the Mountain Brewers Beer Fest in Idaho Falls, Idaho?
The first weekend in June brings over 80 breweries and more than 600 different beers to pretty little Idaho Falls. And, by drinking all day we are doing a good deed as all proceeds from the event go to local charities.
We are selfless heroes!
So, we packed up Rhonda, added our friends Erica and Adam, and headed north.
We figured a beer festival would bring about good times but we couldn’t have imagined how many we could fit in to a 48 hour period.
It started with an overnight stay on Friday at a random park 15 minutes from where the festival would be held. Our parking spot had a view of the Snake River. So, we cooked fajitas, began drinking Bud Light and then the Meth-heads came out. We had read in a review online that there were some shady characters in this park at night, and so when numerous cars and an RV began rolling in at around 11pm we prepared for some Meth-head action.
We peeked through Rhonda’s blinds, but all we could make out were a couple families probably doing the same thing we were doing. No meth-head action on this trip. Oh well, maybe next time.
The next day we headed to the beer festival and it certainly did not disappoint.
There were plenty of pretzel necklaces around the necks of old perverts, tons of dancing, and of course, all the beer you could drink.
When the day ended we realized we had no way of getting back to where Rhonda was parked. So we did what any sane person would do. Hop in the back of a moving pickup truck and hope it was heading the correct direction.
What a great call. This dude not only took us back to our parking spot, but he actually gave us a little tour of downtown Idaho Falls along the way.