Last Day: The Pass, the Market, Seattle


The contrast between eastern WA’s high desert and western WA’s lush greenery was stark! When we fly from LAX to Sea-Tac it’s not unusual to find me smiling and tearing up just a little when I see the green landscape of the Emerald City below. Yesterday’s 3-hour drive over Snoqualmie Pass was magical, and I felt the same thrill seeing the Cascade Mountains as I did the first time my cousin Steve took me over the Pass to Kachess Lake.

The topography wasn’t the only contrast of the trip: we saw a logging truck filled with logs, and then windmills; bright sunshine, followed by rain; countryside with no houses, and finally, the CITY. On I-90 we saw Trump signs. In Seattle we saw PRIDE banners and flags flying at half-staff.

We stopped by Januik winery in Woodinville, and because we were starving, ate at Tom Douglas’ Etta’s restaurant, and then made our way to Pike Place Market to pick up and/or order provisions for our next few days and weeks while we’re here in our little slice of Heaven.

We made it to Camano Island by 3:00 (right on schedule according to my spreadsheet), and within 3 hours we unpacked all of our suitcases, backpacks, boxes, and food (Copper River Salmon from Pure Food in Pike Place Market, local strawberries, salad fixings, “Holy Shit” peaches ~ that’s what the sign said ~ from Sosio’s, and a few treats from DeLaurenti). We moved our deck furniture back to the center of the deck. As of this morning the last load of laundry is in the magical machine that gets our clothing clean.

I’ll gather my thoughts and write an overview of what we’d do again, and what we’d do differently next time. A few of you have asked me for my spreadsheet(s). The pros and cons should go along with that if you’d ever like to take a similar road trip from California through the US Southwest and on up to the Pacific Northwest.

There will also be pics from Camano Island as the book-end to this adventure!


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