We gassed up and stated at 6:25 ( a new record) while it was still dark. During the night we had heard a mystery noise from the folks upstairs. Thankfully it stopped at bed time. This morning the mystery was solved as we saw the couple upstairs packing out and saw their teenaged son come out with a basketball.
The rain had stopped and we followed the familiar path along the Columbia River home and noted that we live in one of the most scenic areas of the country.
The Columbia River Gorge goes from arid, treeless hills to our familiar tall tree forests just after The Dalles. We saw boats on the river and a lot of people fishing for Chinook salmon.
We stopped at Multnomah Falls to stretch out legs, enjoy the view and take some pictures, and then headed home.
It's been a great trip from Moose Drool Beer in Montana to Bison on the road in Yellowstone to the white sands of Pensacola to the winds of Winslow, Arizona. Lots of good memories. The only thing we left behind was a bag of boiled peanuts in G&K's fridge.
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