Seattle goings on
I’m standing on the east gate of the larger lock. The salmon are running, they’re hurling themselves in to the air and slapping back down against the dark green water. The sun is behind the rail bridge, it’s early evening. Every time a salmon hurls its silver body out of the water my heart leaps. …
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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 …