So close and yet so far! It was after dark when we arrived in Hood River. As soon as we entered the Gorge, we ran into strong winds. Mark was exhausted by the time we got here.
I took a bunch of pictures, but the battery on my laptop died, so I am painstakingly writing this on Mark’s tablet.
We left Missoula around 9:00 in the morning. It was a good thing we hadn’t gone further last night because we were going through mountains with steep, windy roads for a few hours. We crossed into Idaho and entered Pacific Time. We were in the panhandle of Idaho, so we didn’t have far to go to get to Washington. The highlight of that part of Idaho is the beautiful Lake Coeur D’Alene. If you have never been there, you should go!
Because we were driving through eastern Washington, the landscape was dry with buttes. We crossed the mighty Columbia River and into Oregon and everything was fine until we hit the Gorge. That’s when a strong wind hit. Mark was having to muscle the steering wheel. We could not have traveled any further, and it was dark, so we were happy to stop in Hood River.
Our gas level is at about a quarter of a tank again, so we can’t run the generator for electricity. However, there is a Chevron station right across the street from where we are staying, so we will get gas before we leave. It won’t be long before we are at destination! Thank you all for praying us across the country!