This is how it looked going east toward Snoqualmie Pass.
This is how it looked last Wednesday afternoon when we were headed west across the pass.
It was a beautiful ride for the most part to Yakima where I believe I mentioned earlier the delicious hickory bacon potato soup that we had found at the Sea Galley there. Since we were passing by right after lunchtime, it seemed reasonable to stop again. It had nothing to do with the oysters that Mike had loved so much.
It turns out we had the same waitress, Jenelle, and she remembered us and where we had sat. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. The potato soup was not on the menu that day, and she refused to go cook me a pot of it, but she was sweet anyway. Mike had the exact same thing---
Then Jenelle spent some time chatting with us and introduced Chavon (sp) the salad bar boy. It's funny that she is expecting her first grandchild in February also, a little girl too, Molly Rose. It was sad to tell her we would probably never pass that way again, but the chances are pretty slim.
Time to leave again. No idea where we'll end up tonight.