Seattle goings on
Given that we’ve just spent six nights camping, folding tents and stuffing sleeping bags and stumbling off to less than immaculate shared facilities every morning, we’d be pretty easy to impress with accommodations. A narrow bed with more than a half an inch of padding would have done me nicely, and a bathroom that maybe …
I’ve posted a whole mess of pictures from our road trip here. Read more about our adventures from all of us travelers here.
It’s been a while since I’ve been camping — pitch the tent and sleep on the ground camping. Last night I woke from a bizarre dream, startled and totally disoriented. I got out of the tent and looked up at the stars, listened to the river, and realized, oh, okay. Cody, Wyoming, that’s where we …
It was a long day. At 830, we left Sandpoint, Idaho and about 12 hours later, we arrived in Big Sky, Montana. We rolled past wildlife reserves — rush filled ponds with platforms for birds, still water reflecting the mountains around us. We drove through ramshackle little towns and past mountain resort marinas, the boats …
You’re not supposed to touch the Richard Serra in the Olympic Sculpture Park, but it’s marked with perfect white pairs of hand prints anyways. There are a few shoe prints too, which I find somewhat disrespectful, but I can appreciated the desire to press your hands on the monumental rusty steel waves. I wonder if …