It's the longest drive I've ever done entirely on my own--Salt Lake City, Utah to Portland, Oregon.
I decided to make sure I stayed awake by stopping at every rest area and view point.
All those stops, lots of coffee, bottles of Coke in Utah and Idaho and Pepsi in Oregon (I'm not sure what the logic was to that)
... and gluten free granola bars definitely helped.
Utah's hills and mountains are always beautiful.
Oregon's eastern valleys are separated by picturesque passes.
But Idaho... One thing I learned is that Idaho is wider than it looks, and emptier, and its plains go on forever, and the gaps between its rest areas are big.
Still, perhaps it just suffered from lying between destinations.
And perhaps, now I'm getting back to writing, I'll have to be careful that the middles of my books don't get too long and boring either,
but provide suitable entertainment and refreshment to the reader.