Day 2, Tonasket to Mount Rainier
We woke before daylight in a chilly RV, had breakfast by candle and flash light, and got away around 6.30.
The picture below is the view from our free spot: morning mist on the Okanogan River.
We have the RV dance down to a fine art. The Thing is too small for more than one person to be upright at the same time. In the morning I get up first, get dressed and recreate the furniture, tadah! Then I retreat to my corner with Sudoku and/or book and maps while Chris finds a decent radio station and makes coffee. Next it is my turn to produce some hot breakfast and clean up. In the evening I get out of the way first while Chris does things with propane to get heater and fridge working.
Apart from the tight quarters this is not a regular house in other ways. The toilet works, praise the Travel Gods. But the water tank is filled with antifreeze, and we cannot use the grey water line. We carry containers with clean water, and set one aside for collecting sink water. Chris had the brilliant idea of filtering the dish water, so the dirty water can be used to flush the toilet and can be dumped when needed without creating a mess. (the sink water, not the toilet)
I sort of enjoy this part. It is just the right degree of roughing it. The water-manageing skills from our tipi and log cabin years come flooding back. It becomes a sport to get clean with tiny amounts of water.
Anyway, on with the journey! Below: Verizon satellite dishes on the other side of the river a bit further South.
By the way, climate zones here run as much East-West as North-South. Eco systems have no interest in the 49th parallel. The spelling may change a bit. The B.C. Okanagan becomes Okanogan, Kootenay becomes Kootenai.
Near Brewster the Okanagan joins the Columbia.
Next: Approaching Wenatchee.
For a brief moment we are on the road to Leavenworth.
We made our way through the urban sprawl of Yakima on the way to road 12. Mount Adams, the local resident volcano, was visible but only vaguely. On another trip years ago, we approached Yakima from the high road at dusk on a summer day, with a full Moon rising and Mount Adams a dramatic backdrop. Alas, this was before the days of digital cameras and I have no pictures except the ones in my head. This time the few pictures I got were so useless that they were deleted later to make room for ocean.
A few kilometers later we came across an official view point. Look up, way up! in the other direction, and there were mountain goats on the slope! Around the corner, suddenly there was The Big One. Mount Rainier in all its glory.
Now it was definitely time to start looking for a spot for the night. We drove down 123, hoping for a side road or opening before it joined the busier 12. Hallelujah, a side road! It turned out to go to a part of the park: Longmire and Paradise. The entrance booth was closed for the night but there was a generous level parking spot just past the booth. Bingo. Home for the night. Alas, we came and left in half-dark, any pictures of this spot were low quality and were sacrificed later.
Here ends Day 2.