2010 Race 2 Finish travel blog

ready to leave Grand Forks, B.C. - washing the windshield so Madolyn...

nothing brings on the rain like a clean windshield


getting blacker by the minute


approaching the border


we say 'Goodbye' to Canada

and 'Hello' to the U.S.A.

the first few miles were as wooded and wet as Canada





approaching the Columbia River


rail and highway bridges over the Columbia

here the Columbia River is called Lake Roosevelt

this is the same river that has it's source in the Columbia...


past the Columbia the land opened up




logging and lumber are big in Washington too

Highway 395 passes through one or two midsized towns

and a lot of open farmland


on a day like this the 100 mile ride down to Spokane...




there are occasional grain elevators along the way

and a mining operation or two




more than anything this is wheat country



road construction as we near Spokane

the outskirts of North Spokane

our route took us right through the center of town - and...

Good friends and a warm welcome in Spokane


After a short drive east from Grand Forks, we crossed the International Border at Christina Lake shortly before noon. A polite Customs agent seemed interested only in what fruits and vegetables we were carrying, and he ended up confiscating two tomatoes and a lemon before waving us through. At least he didn’t make me walk them back across the border and leave them in Canada.

We’ve never seen this end of Washington state before, and the drive down to Spokane was a fine way to get acquainted with our own country again. The rain clouds hanging over British Columbia followed us for a ways, but the sky ahead of us was bright blue and inviting. After thirty miles of winding our way through woodland, we crossed the Columbia River at Roosevelt Lake and emerged onto high country plain. Soon we were passing golden fields of wheat.

We arrived in Spokane late afternoon and had a warm reunion with our friends John and Susan Noble and John’s sister Judy. There has always been a controversy over which proverb is correct. Is it ‘Out of sight, out of mind’ or ‘Absence makes the heart grow fonder’? After three long years of absences I can answer only for myself, but I would say both are correct.

In the immediacy of traveling to foreign places, everything that is out of sight is out of mind, because in a strange place we need all our attention focused on the present. But as you return home you become keenly aware of how much you’ve missed the people you love, and they seem all the more precious to you now that you’re back!

Glad to have that question answered at last!

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