Lost River Range Idaho

Join Rasta Dog and me on what has quickly become my favorite stretch of the adventure out west—the Lost River Range of Idaho. After wrapping up my last trip, I found myself by chance at the northern end of the range, with just a few days left before pointing the rig back toward home. I could’ve kept driving… but some places don’t let you pass through without asking you to stay a while. This was one of them. Those final days turned into slow miles, long views, and the kind of quiet that sinks in deep. We explored backcountry roads that felt forgotten by time, camped beneath jagged peaks, and soaked in the raw, untamed beauty that makes the West so special. It was the perfect way to close out the journey—no rush, no plan, just following curiosity and instinct. This adventure truly had a little bit of everything, and the Lost River Range is a place I know I’ll be coming back to again and again. Some locations you visit once… others become part of the story.