I have safely arrived in Yakima, WA. My pace has certainly slowed down from the first 2 days. The mileage that I had done in 1 day is now taking 3 days. I am extremely grateful for that. My friend has a rather large parcel of land, so we spent a good part of the morning just hiking around hoping to spot a bear or mountain lion which are fairly common around there. No such luck. Only a few deer made their appearance. Sorry, whitetail. No pics. I was really in no hurry today. It was just nice to catch up with an old friend. In fact I didn't leave his place until after 2. I took a lot of back roads through Walla Walla and Pasco. It seemed that I tended to stress out the most on the interstates, so I tried to avoid them as much as possible. There's nothing like a clear open road in front of you, even if the speed limit is 5-10mph slower.
About the only thing of note today was the farming practices I observed. It's totally crazy out in the Columbia Basin as wheat is sown up, down, and around hillsides. There were places where it looked as if I were driving through sand dunes, but they weren't dunes, just hills completely plowed right down to the road. It was quite surreal.
I was going to post about the meaning of Yakima to me, but I think I'll wait until tomorrow. I didn't get a chance to visit my old residences, but I will do so tomorrow morning. It will then be off to Seattle, probably via White or Chinook Pass and Mt Rainier. Fursuit pics will have to wait at least another year. Oh yeah. Speaking of pics...none today.