Our Final Day on the Road, for awhile

 Lewiston, Idaho was our stop for the night on Saturday.  Sunday morning found us looking for breakfast in Clarkston, Washington.  It took me some time to muse on that- like, oh, Lewis and Clark!  

It was somewhere in modern day Washington that Lewis and Clark made it to the Pacific Ocean.  I have not pursued finding out the details, whether they traversed via the Snake or Columbia rivers.  That statue I happened to see as we were leaving Clarkston.  Anyway, back to our breakfast stop in Clarkston.   We were informed that the best place to eat was at Hazel's Good Eats, and that we could easily find it because there was a chicken figure outside of the place.  We looked for a big chicken to greet us as we headed down the road.  No big chicken or rooster seen.  I pulled out my trusty intelligent phone for directions.  Surprise,surprise- I was looking for the wrong chicken!

Now how could we have seen that chicken just driving by,  much less the larger rooster pecking on the ground?  We had a good breakfast there, however.  Another humorous note regarding this restaurant- the restrooms were labeled "eggs" and "sausages".

The above picture is so characteristic of what we viewed driving through the Palouse Valley of Washington; gentle rolling hills covered with wheat.  Wheat is one of the most lucrative crops of southeast Washington.

The most wonderful part of our journey that Sunday was driving through the canyon of the Columbia River Gorge.   This 80 miles of the Columbia River has the greatest concentration of waterfalls in North America.  We have driven through of  here at least once previously and we had seen Multnomah Falls, one the more notable waterfalls in the canyon.  So, given our time constraint, it was necessary not to follow the signs directing us to any waterfalls.  

Above is again one of the sights of the Columbia River.  At this eastern edge of the gorge it is a drier area, as noted by the sagebrush.  Generally most of the river's edge has beautiful lush green foliage. We followed the river into Portland Oregon, and from there we drove south to Silver Lake. We made it to the reunion in time to eat a late supper with our extended family.  A plan was made for our group to visit Mt. St. Helens in two days.  A day of rest was first needed most certainly!