After moving back to the lower 48, I have bought an RV and have been living on the road.
By: joealaska , 9:21 PM GMT on August 06, 2014
Sunday was my last day in Grand Coulee. I went back to Wilbur and played 9 holes to use my rain check I got from the day before. The storm that came through Saturday did some major damage near Spokane. Big trees knocked down on buildings north of town. But Sunday was very nice. The guy at the golf course told me I could play 18 if I wanted, but the place was pretty crowded and I stopped after 9. I went back and took one more look around town and the dam. I walked across the bridge that offered a perfect view of Grand Coulee Dam. Every 20 feet or so there was a historical photo of work being done on the dam, very interesting. Coming back there were many displays of the geology that was encountered as the dam was built. Finally I went up to the lookout built up on the mountain above the dam, which offered the best views of the general area.
Next morning the cats and I hit the road. We backtracked once more thru Wilbur, and east on RT 2 towards Spokane. But at Creston we headed north along Lake Roosevelt, which used to be The Columbia River. I thought there would be many views of the lake during the ride, but of the 150 miles or so, only 20 miles or so were in sight of the water. There were sections of the road that were narrow and winding, up and down. It was 45-50 mph the whole way, at the most. At one point they were striping the road, and a truck made us go very slow behind it to allow the paint to dry. I guess that is why my right tires are white in the treads, and parts of the tow dolly and mud flaps are splashed white. Huh.
At Kettle Falls we cut east to downtown TIGER, then north for a few miles. METALINE. On The Pend Oreille ("pond erAY") River. Very small town. One quick market that sells gas and a few snack foods. The Border Patrol Office. A few houses, and that is about it. Head north and there is a sign "Metaline Falls 1/2 MI."
Metaline Falls is much bigger, but still tiny. There is a food store there and it is OK. There is also a golf course. I saw the sign and went to check it out, but could not find it. I did hear about it. It is 9 holes and has sand greens. Sand greens are cheap and usually seen in small small towns. I have never played on them, but probably will today. I also drove 14 miles north to the border crossing, just to see what was there. Not much. Some forest roads looked inviting. Then I headed back and took the road to Sullivan Lake. Further down I hit the road I came in near Ione. I went by the other golf course in the area, which was outside of Ione. A 9 hole executive course, which means a shorter course with only Par 3s and Par 4s. No 5s. But it looked pretty nice. The owner was there andI talked to her. She said her husband built the course then died soon after. I will return.
The campground is pretty nice, one of the best if not #1. The owner I have met is very nice. A cat person with a couple cats also. She is aware Dutchie is cruising. Today I saw when Dutchie and her main outdoor cat finally met. Dutchie was digging at a small hole in the owners garage door and did not see the other cat walking up. I saw it all happening. The other cat approached along a wall that completely hid her until just as she came to Dutchie around the corner. Dutchie looked back and that cat was right in her face. So Dutchie immediately rolled back on her back and posed. That will usually do it, I guess. But I broke it up and Dutchie bravely ran back to Leggs. The territory has been re-established, and Dutchie knows to stay closer to home. We will see.
Meanwhile, I am considering staying a second week already. It is warm here, not hot. Breezy today. Nice. Some permanent residents here, and just me right now. Grass everywhere, plenty of room for everyone. QUIET. No busy roads.
And I have TV, which means I can see some of the PGA tournament in Louisville the next 4 days.
Life is good.
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