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06 September 2007

Home on the Rain

DAY NINE: Spokane WA to Sammamish, WA

OK, so it's not raining here at all but we thought it'd sound clever to give a nod towards our home region's stereotype for rain. In fact, it is quite lovely here in Sammamish, WA--after unloading the trailer, "M" came over to get "K" and we ended up going to Mexican in Redmond with my Dad and...I need time to decompress from such a long and fantabulous journey.

3300+ miles, 12 states, no speeding tickets, no lost car keys or stolen items, clear sunny weather daily, so many new folks along the way, and a whole heck of a lotta fun. We have arrived!

A few pics from today--I am beat for now. Will add more later, so don't forget to let us know you are reading!

Good hydrations: this plastic garbage bag was FULL of our plastic bottles for recyling. We really absorbed lots of H20 and also fizzy drinks. Our booze bottles are not in here because they are glass, which gets a different bin and all. Thanks to Shanley for offering to recycle stuff in Spokane!

The triumvirate strikes again in Spokane...

Starbucks, Spokane: after an incredibly complicated time getting our drive-thru order settled with the baristas, "K" mused, "If I had left a tip, I'd be scrounging in the tip jar right about now to take it all back...!"

I bet this is what you think of when you picture "Washington, The Evergreen State", huh? But did you know WA is a massive producer of WHEAT, wheat and more what?

Swheat! Off Highway 2, east of Spokane. It's hard for us not to have Wazzu flashbacks in this kind of landscape...

Then the terrain starts to change...

We only have THIS far left to go...!

This is the only traffic holdup we experienced on our entire trip...(here: between Ephrata, Quincy and Vantage, WA)

...we are NOT amused by this situation.

Yes, there really IS a George, Washington. Complete with the 'Martha Inn' (now accepting credit cards).

What? You don't believe me?

Heading down towards Vantage, WA to the Columbia River to get on I-90. Still windy on this part of the drive just like it is every time one drives here, no matter how many years pass between such journeys.

Roll On, Columbia! ("I haven't been here since...the last time I was here." --Lisaopolis, 09/2007)

The Columbia River (at Vantage, WA)

Hark! What's that I see in the distance? It's Mount Rainier. A welcome reward for scaling the seemingly neverending Vantage Hill

Ellensburg, WA.

Quick trek to the Thorp fruit stand, Thorp, WA. "K" is considering leaving her husband for me because I'm always willing to stop for coffee, at fruit stands, and at general rural and/or folksy points of interest. Look, I don't make the news, I just report it.

Fresh and fragrant!

Getting closer to western WA...

Yay, the Cascade Mountains!

Lunch stop at McKean's for burgs in Cle Elum (since I am, after all, Little Lisa "H", of the Cle Elum "H's"). I think the ladies who work there just get crankier with each passing year. But the burgs do not disappoint.

Remember the 10,000 Silver Dollar bar knick-knacks I told you about yesterday? My new $3.00 ring has totally already turned my finger green, the piece of crap...

Madge's very last mountain ascent (up towards Snoqualmie Pass)

...and for the second time on the trip, she passes another vehicle.

Oh ya we are almost home.

Down we go...

Between North Bend and Snoqualmie

North Bend, WA: last turn off to a McD's iced coffee

Redmond-Fall City Hwy, woo hoo, almost there...

Home in Sammamish, WA: see? The trailer was actually totally empty the whole time...

Just kidding!

We hope you have enjoyed our travel blog--we have way more stories and classic one-liners than are humanly possible to post here since we were usually pretty tired after each day of driving. But it sure has been fun to share some of them with you. Anything else you want to know about the trip? Your comments, please!

Goodnight!

04 September 2007

Spoke-n-Poke

DAY EIGHT: Deer Lodge, Montana to Spokane, Washington; via Coeur d'Alene, Idaho.

Ladies and Gentlemen: we are back in the Pacific Northwest. I repeat, we are back in the PacNW. Beyond cowboy country and into logging territory. Tall pines, high mountain passes and everything a bit rougher around the edges, woohoo!

Greetings from Spokane, WA, where we are watching "Wizard of Oz" at the home of our sorority sister "Shanley" over mojitos and two of her young boys--they let me know that it was OK to use the MacBook in the TV room, and that drinks are allowed, but no food. They are SO ca-yoooot and it's wonderful to see them all again on our trek homeward. See?

It's especially gratifying to watch The Wizard of Oz now that I have...BEEN TO KANSAS! It makes me appreciate the threat of tornados on the prairies even more. "K" just pointed out, "Hey, that doesn't look like Kansas, that looks like..Wyoming."

This morning we awoke to slightly overcast skies and a few rain drops in curious old Deer Lodge, MT. The slight smell of fall in the air. While doing our usual safety-first-pre-drive-auto-check, I had to fill the coolant tank because it was BONE DRY from our apparently very high yet gradual ascent during yesterday's drives. Breakfast was at the restaurant next to the motel; let me hereby recommend the free hot breakfast and staying at Scharf's if you find yourself in 'the Lodge'. An egg, hashbrowns, toast, bacon and coffee--now that's what I call satisfying. The skies cleared up and we went over to the Old Montana Jail but didn't want to spring for the nine dollar admission price (spare me!), so we just looked from outside. Apparently Deer Lodge was quite the debauchery site back in the day. And it was in operation until 1979. Gosh!

Continuing on I-90 West, we headed towards and through Missoula--patches of the recent forest fires evident along the drive. "K" suggested stopping at one of her Montana drive haunts, the 10,000 Silver Dollar Bar near the Montana/Idaho border. The town name starts with an "H" or something; I was so overwhelmed at the tons of quality made-in-China souvenirs and chuckling a the irony when a large busload of Chinese or Taiwanese tourists happened upon the store. Humh: all the way from Asia to a 'Western' bar/restaurant/store only to find...crap made in China.

You will be pleased to know that the 10,000 Silver Dollar Bar store experience did not disappoint. We bought some souvenirs (OK, call it 'crap' if you prefer). Then we grabbed some lunch, and I was mistaken for a waitress while walking from the ladies' room back to my table in the restaurant. Here is a short re-cap of the scene:

Restaurant patron to me: "Can I get a carry-out box?"
Me: "I don't know."
Patron: ...?
Me: "I don't work here."

Then we laughed knowingly, in true pioneer/mountaineer fashion. At least that's my side of the story. Apparently my blue t-shirt was similar to the blue t-shirts that all the waitresses were wearing. Who knew?

Full of food and curios, we re-stared the car--and this was the point when, TA-DA!, the CD player mysteriously went back on! For miles! And miles! Working again after nothing since Nebraska! WhatEVS! I blame the magnetic force of the Continental Divide and/or any other natural and unexplainable phenomenon.

Thank goodness I had that Keith Urban CD, because Allison Krauss was just too mellow for us as we started our ascent up the pass into the panhandle--Madge did an amazingly swell job. We then went through Coeur d'Alene ('core-dah-LANE'), Idaho, a nice little town popular for its huge lake and touristy-fun main street. Cafes everywhere. Rest assured that you will not go latte-less in these parts. Then we created a new mission: a nail place. Because you see, at this point, after eight days on the road, we needed a relaxing pit stop. Darn it, we were back in the PacNW, so close to home yet still over 300 miles to go. So after CROSSING THE BORDER INTO WASHINGTON STATE (holla!), we hit a nail place and boy, did that foot massage feel nice. Next stop was Shanley's where we have enjoyed the closing of another sunny, warm day over pad thai and relaxing.

Tomorrow AM we'll head out and get back to east of Seattle before too late in the day, hopefully. I predict that the only really nightmarish portion of the drive will be over the Ritzville Flats. Yeeeesh. Seriously, give me eastern Wyoming over the flats ANY day. And that is saying a lot. But I bet the first glimpses of our Cascade mountains will compensate for any geographical anguish.

Here are a few shots of the day--keep commenting and we will report happenings from our final road day tomorrow!

In case you were wondering, Deer Lodge, MT still only has one traffic light. Squint hard and you might see it in this pic:

Missoula, MT

Don't believe the hype that Boise, ID is the most westerly Cracker Barrel. There is one in Missoula, MT now. Hmm, now those delish pancakes are only a 12-hour drive from my parents' in Sammamish, WA...oh, the possibilities.

Espresso stop in Alberton, MT. A fine small mountain pass town.

Alberton, MT

"OK. Now that I have latte in hand, I am ready to drive. Watch out."

See? It really is the 10,000 Silver Dollar Bar. Don't miss it if you're crossing ID/MT on I-90.

At the 10,000 Silver Dollar Bar: "I mean seriously. WHO buys this crap?!"

Idaho? NO: Udaho!

Descending Lookout Pass (4600 feet). What goes up, must come down. And the view is grand.

This pic is included to share the moment with you: Madge passes another vehicle on the interstate! This is only possible when going down treacherous mountain passes with intermitent pumps of the brakes (avoid brake-riding at all costs, road warriors).