Friday, August 5, 2011

Day 36 Spokane

On the road again, or almost, before the trouble began. We were right on track for an early start to Spokane when trouble hit. I include this firstly, because this blog is primarily for us, and a record of our travels. But secondly, because I have received numerous messages laced with envy from those of you following the blog. For all of you have been reading longingly of this incredible trip, I would just like you to know that not everything is rosy with life on the road. I will leave out the gory details but when David began to dump the trailer tanks, we quickly discovered a problem with the campground septic system! Once begun, there is a certain momentum that must reach conclusion before you can stop and organize a plan B. You can stop draining and close the sewer, but you are left holding 20 feet of flexible hose filled with waste, and limited options. For us that momentum involved a raw sewage slap to the chest … now here David says I exaggerate, so to be fair, I’ll offer his version … mixed with some used sink drain water – that makes it all better! We managed to get the attention of someone from the park. They were all apologies – again, that made it all better!! By the time we had sorted everything out we were an hour late leaving, smelling rather funky I suspect, and happy to see the end of that campground! Although one man in the campground did mention that he was amazed I was still in such good humour! A rather crappy start to the day!!
Leaving Seattle and heading east we quickly found ourselves enveloped in deep wooded mountains. Most of the road through the western part of the state runs through state forests. While I would have to say that the mountains are not as picturesque as the Canadian section of the range, the roads are well divided, with three or four lanes in each direction and the passes far more civilized! The temperature drops continually and by the time we reach the peaks, it’s a lovely cool 16°.
As the day journeys on, we discover that Washington State is incredibly diverse. If I was to go from Labrador to Africa, I would anticipate certain changes in geography, weather and overall appearance. As we are travelling parallel to the TCH through BC just a couple of hundred miles to the north, I didn’t expect the variety that presented itself today. As we topped, what we now know was the last mountain in this particular range, the terrain changed instantly! We left a deep, cool, wooded road to descend into a desert where the temperature soared, within a minute from 16° to 24°. The day actually continued to get hotter so within an hour we were sweltering in 34°, but the initial rise was so fast it was startling. The surroundings looked as I imagine Nevada to look from the pictures I’ve seen. It was sun-baked to a yellowish brown. The only plants were knee high sage bushes and the only green was a faded grayish colour that looked bleached and tired of the relentless sun.
Very desert!

...but beautiful!

Driving along, still marveling at the change in scenery, we began to look for a place to stop for lunch when we hit the jackpot! I think it might be karma leveling the score after our start this morning!! The Wild Horse Wind Farm and Solar Facility on Whiskey Dick Mountain (I couldn’t make this stuff up!) appears across the desert landscape like some kind of scene out of a science fiction movie. Then we get a sign for a highway picnic stop – sold! 179 windmills and over 2700 solar panels generate 273 megawatts – enough to supply 70,000 households! Check it out! The future is now!
(These pictures are especially for you Paul!)

A perfect setting for a SciFi movie.


They went on forever!

A few miles down the road Grand Coulee Dam appeared and once again there was a change, no less spectacular. Being one of the largest concrete structures in the world is the least of its notable characteristics, as the surrounding hills offer surreal vistas well worth another stop. At this rate we may never get where we are going!

The whole area is called Wild Horse!!

Well fed and entertained I fell asleep as we hit the road again. I was (thankfully) suddenly awakened as David shouted, “I found the prairies!” The next surprise in Washington was the appearance of the scenery that we expected in Saskatchewan! The fields of wheat went on forever and it appeared as if the horizon had disappeared. Broken only by long canvas tents (like we use for highway salt – only on steroids!) that housed hay, we learned that in Washington, hay is an export crop! Never knew there was such a thing!
Here's the prairie - we found it!

Hay huts.

The fields of wheat go on and on for as far as the eye can see.

We just crossed the 8800km mark as we pulled into a beautiful campground with private, landscaped and paved lots. They are drive thru (always a nice bonus when you’re 55 feet long) and are so level we don’t even need to unhook the trailer for one night. A walk through the campground and a lovely chat with the neighbours (a couple from Calgary) and we are ready to call it a night. Tomorrow we are on the road again as we leave Washington state for Idaho and Montana. The state that claims its highest point (Mt. Rainer incidentally) at 14,411 feet and its lowest at 5 feet below sea level certainly offered lots in the middle to delight the eye and tickle the senses!
Home sweet home.


Thursday, August 4, 2011

Day 35 Seattle

Just a short "place holder" note today! Cliff and Liz left and we are back to just the two of us in our cozy little RV (gosh I love that thing!) setting out to finally begin our final chapter - The Trip Home. By the time I dropped them at the airport and we rearranged ourselves back to just two again, there wasn't a ton of time. We really needed to do some chores - oil change, groceries, house cleaning, blah, blah, blah  - and before we knew it, the sun was setting. Not complaining though, even a little bit. We needed time to sort ourselves out so we can enjoy the trip home. Undoubtedly adventures ahead  ... stay tuned!

Day 34 Seattle

Cliff and I are back on track and we are once again up with the sun! We sat quietly together with the local bunnies, greeting the day. Before long, David and Liz joined us and we were off to explore downtown Seattle. Battling traffic and finding parking spots is part of the life here, like every big city I suppose. Once we manage that though, navigating from place to place is relatively easy.
Like any port city, a great deal of the action happens on the waterfront. We parked near Seattle Centre and heading to the water found ourselves in Olympic Sculpture Park. A series of very interesting works of art pepper the landscape and offers a pleasant trail to the downtown core where the numbered piers make navigation easy and the free bus service is very convenient. One interesting note, we passed several spots where random people had set up booths. One for example had posters of Obama sporting a Hitler style mustache and was advocating his political downfall?? A short time later we passed a sign that explained it. “Seattle Waterfront Public Park – This location has been set aside to exercise 1st Amendment Rights.” Interesting…
Sculpture Park with the Seattle Space Needle in the background.

"Typewriter Eraser" heading for the Interstate ... my personal favourite.

One of several sets of eyeballs - they're chairs!

Naked man in a fountain???

Cool water sculpture that you would walk through.

Seaweed treasures.

Our first destination (if we could just stop finding interesting things to distract us) is Pike’s Market, home to the famous FISH market, countless other vendors and of course home to the original spot to sell Seattle’s finest, Starbucks! The market is a cacophony of sights and sounds. Much of Seattle’s history is evident here with displays and vendors who have been here for decades. Watching the guys in the fish market, on which the FISH business philosophy is based, is a hoot! They shout, and chant, and throw whole fish to one another from across the market as they sell to the throngs of people. I could have stayed there all day watching just them but there is so much more to do and see that the fear of what I might miss gets me moving.

Tri-leveled, vine covered freeway at the entrance to Pike's Market from the waterfront.
The huge brass piggy banks scattered throughout the market make a good meeting place should we get separated – which we did – twice. We did manage to meet up again both times without help from the pig though! There are food items galore and also interesting handmade gift items to tempt the eye and the wallet. We negotiated our way through with a reasonable number of purchases (it could have been a lot worse) to arrive at the place where it all began. This Starbucks looks like it’s been around for a long time! The antique counters have served countless customers over the years, if the line today was any indication. They throw lattes back and forth in here too … what’s with Seattle and throwing things?!! The Starbucks is a tasty treat to marry with another awesome find - The Confectional – The sign out front tempts us to “Confess Your Love for Cheesecake” that’s all David needs and before long we are on the sidewalk out front, watching the shopping tourists go by while savoring a peanut butter-chocolate cheesecake! Yummy!
One of several giant brass piggy banks throughout the market.

World famous fish market of FISH fame.

Everyone really was this happy!
The original Starbucks!

But it’s time for lunch! All that eating and drinking makes me hungry! Since the trip back down to the water indicates we are at Pier 66 and we want to be at Pier 55 (we think!) to catch a water taxi to Alki Beach, we decide to walk. Just strolling down the pier is entertainment this so much to see that it would be handy to have a head on a swivel! We soon discover though that there is a misprint and the King County Water Taxi leaves from Pier 50 … oh well! The walk is well worth the trip across Seattle harbour that offers spectacular views of the city skyline. The other treat that we surreptitiously (yet again) enjoyed was Seafair Fleet Parade of Ships. The military parade began in Pugut Sound just as we entered the harbor. The local fireboat put on a fine display to welcome the troops to Seattle as the parade, led by the USS Bonhomme Richard floated by. The ship certainly looked like an aircraft carrier with its six helicopters on deck, but it was actually an amphibious-assault ship. It had lowered a hovercraft from the stern (as is apparently the custom) to accompany it into port. Several other military vessels joined the parade so the crossing as we knew it, looks, for the world, like a game of Battleship! The air force also joined the navy parade and several helicopters and small planes (including members of the Blue Angels – think US version of Snow Birds) flew overhead, saluting the ships with the tip of a wing… all very cool, and we had a stage view!

Seattle skyline

... and again ... pretty artsy, eh?

Local fire boat on it's way to greet the military vessels.

USS Bonhomme Richard
Alki Fish and Chips on the pier on the other side of the harbor provided cold beer and tasty scallops and a million dollar view! Seattle skyline, the military parade and beautiful sunshine, what more could you want? A trip back through the parade and we were ready for a rest, so we decided to take the free bus back to our truck. Easier said than done – but with the help of some locals who noticed us poring over a map, we climbed the 4 city blocks of stairs road (!!!!!) to the northbound bus route back to our parking spot – life on a hill is fascinating!
A water fountain ran down the center of the steps. Apparently it doubled as a birdbath!

Looking down the steps ... after climbing them didn't kill us!
 
Wanting to sure that we had the correct bus, we asked the driver before getting on, whether he was going our way. In fact we didn’t have the correct bus, but I was shocked when the driver told me he remembered us from when we had gotten on his bus mid-morning! I was embarrassed that I hadn’t recognized him, but it was unbelievable that considering all the people who had gotten on and off his bus that day, he remembered us! After a brief hesitation, he told us to hop on and he would get us to the bus we needed. We began talking with the locals on the bus who had overheard the conversation and when he announced the last stop and everyone stood to leave he invited us to stay on. He took us to the start of his next route, way out of the drive-free zone, and left us within a few blocks of our truck, and we walked the rest of the way! Just another in a long list of friendly, helpful people we have met in our travels.
From there we tried to visit a viewing park but despite the fact that both the map and GPS indicated that we had arrived, we couldn’t find it. Apparently it is some kind of invisible viewing park so no wonder they claim the pictures from there are such a find!! Fighting through Seattle traffic once again we made our way to Volunteer Park. Renamed in 1901 to honour the volunteer services of the Spanish-American War Veterans who liberated the people of Puerto Rico, it’s a local park with a rather eclectic collection of attractions. By the time we climbed to the top of the water tower to catch another beautiful view of the Seattle skyline we were done! Exhausted we set out for the campground via a pizza place, to spend our last night with Cliff and Liz lounging in the trailer over pizza and beer.
The Space Needle through a sculpture in Volunteer Park. It really is a landmark. You cans ee it from everywhere.

One (small) section of the stairs to the top of the water-tower.

Shot form the top of the tower.