Grandview, Idaho

After we wrapped up at the state prison, we realized that our next job was back down by Mountain Home in a town called Grandview, so we headed back south to our Best Western and enjoyed another guacamole burger at Wingers (it's not on the menu, but Roni told us about it a few days earlier and it was worth coming back for). 

This morning, we drove the 30 miles or so to Grandview and cleaned their tank.  A little drama was created on this job - I was setting up gear on top of the tank and my teammates were directed to place the discharge hose from our trash (water) pump on a small hill that immediately began eroding away after we started working.  The construction guys were looking at the erosion during our cleaning, but nobody said anything to us.  It wasn't until AFTER we were done that they went ballistic on my team leader for the erosion damage. 

I suppose we could have used our telepathic skills to read their minds, but as they were the ones who told us to discharge where we did then didn't say anything about the erosion when it was occurring, I don't think I'm going to lose any sleep over this snafu. 

There was an I-beam cross in front of the tank that is probably viewable from most of Grandview.  I thought it was very cool... simple, yet respectful.  I love red states.