Day 21: Colonial Creek CG to Kennewick, WA

Just because we were back stateside did not mean our adventure was over! More beauty on Highway 20 to Winthrop, WA and on up through Tonasket to Republic, WA. We figured we would wind our trip down with an artistic flourish by having our last ferry ride across the Columbia River on the Martha S.--she has been in service since 1948.

The winds were howling on the ferry, and as we got to the other side, the skies were looking ominous. Porkchop pulled over to put on his raingear. Mark was somewhere in front of me. I rounded a corner and got blasted by a gust of wind. It was looking like we'd be taking a trip to Oz, not to Boise, given the looks of this storm. I flashed my lights at Mark to get him to pull over and yelled at him, "we MUST take cover! We MUST take cover! AHHHHHH!" Fortunately, we spotted a nearby farm and the three of us ducked into their heavy equipment shed, which I must say was very well constructed. Seconds thereafter, the thunder and lightning started and the rain was coming down in firehose-like fashion. The shed, with its metal roof and excellent acoustics, made things even louder and more exciting.

After some time, this storm passed, we geared up, and kicked it on down the road. Ultimately, we wound up in Kennewick. It was hot. I would not recommend Kennewick as a vacation spot. Sorry, Kennewick. No camping, just an exceptionally bad motel, chosen by me. Sorry Mark, sorry Porkchop. Miles today: 375 Weather: hot, cold, sunny, windy, cloudy, stormy, torrential downpour-ish. No snow (hooray!), and we did not see a tornado touch down (hooray!).