Road Trip: Day 3 (covering 9/24/07)
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But I get ahead of myself.
Dateline: Seattle Washington; Current odometer: 200,166; Miles travelled today: 403; Current location of writing:
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It was cold and clear leaving Bend. Ice on the windows again, which helped with the decision on the route. I'd been looking at some possible locations to stop and find a scenic bicycle loop, either along the Columbia river gorge, or maybe cutting across more diagonally towards Portland. But it was too cold for bicycling, so I thought I'd skip the overly-familiar Columbia route and would pick up some more mountain time instead. The weather was perfect for mountain-watching -- only a little haze. The odometer tripped over to 199,900 on the downhill approach to the Columbia. I crossed over to continue on up Hwy 97, which goes right past a startlingly peculiar roadside monument.
I think I saw this the first time on a trip several years ago when
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I stopped in Yakima for several reasons. I wanted to call ahead to let
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The lady at the Yakima visitors' bureau was forthcoming with a suggestion for a short hike along my route -- a loop of about 4 miles right up at the Chinook pass on the edge of Rainier park that passed by some very picturesque mountain lakes
and gave me a spectacular view of Rainier itself
as well as getting in my exercise quota. I started the hike shortly before 4pm and ran into a park ranger in the first half mile or so who quizzed me on where I planned to go and then, when I mentioned the loop, glanced at his watch, nodded, and said, "Have fun." I'm guessing he was worried I had something more ambitious in mind. (Part of the loop was on the Pacific Crest Trail, so this wasn't an entirely random concern.)
After that, there was a lot more spectacular mountain river-and-forest scenery until suddenly I was spit out into the larger Seattle-area traffic pattern (which starts a considerable distance away from Seattle proper). All in all, though I had very few adventures finding my way here, despite taking a freeway exit that dumped me on the opposite side of I-5 from where I wanted to be. Mary Kay and Jordin have a lovely old house in easy walking distance to a very diverse shopping district. If I lived in Seattle, this is pretty much the sort of place I'd want to be.