Monday April 14, 2008

 

 

On the Road to Chilliwack, BC

Day 6 – Sunday

Livingston, MT to Ellensburg, WA

 

Sights from our 593-mile journey today.

 

 

We crossed the Continental Divide shortly after sunrise.

 

 

Domesticated Buffalo

 

 

Montana scenery

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mule deer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Idaho 10:40 a.m.

 

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Who ever said a trucker’s life is boring.  Just before entering the state of Washington, Cerwin said, “I think I just saw an accident.  Dust is flying and everyone is coming to a stop.”

 

 

As we got closer, I noticed guns and someone being arrested.

 

 

A plain clothed officer

 

 

Notice the officer on the right has a gun on somebody else.

 

 

 

 

The passenger was a woman.

 

 

After checking to see if anyone else was in the car, they motioned us on.  The officers were quite professional and quick.

 

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Washington scenery

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our Pennsylvania farmers would like large, flat fields like this.

 

  

We saw thousands of acres of farmland, with new crops being irrigated.

 

 

 

 

Just as we approached the Cascades, we noticed a scenic pulloff area, large enough for a rig.  This is the first time we stopped at something other than a truck stop, rest area, or to visit another staff person!

 

 

Among the weeds and sagebrush, I noticed pretty, yellow daisies.

 

 

Just after taking this picture – as Cerwin and I were walking toward the lookout area – I stumbled on the edge of the asphalt and fell flat on my face!

 

 

I can’t believe that I didn’t break anything – or loose any teeth.  I felt something in my mouth, expecting to spit out a tooth, but it was a piece of asphalt.  Then I spit out a second piece.  The only cut is a small area under my chin.  My mouth is also bruised inside my lower lip.

We never did go to the lookout spot – maybe on the way home.  Cerwin felt bad that he couldn’t break my fall, but it happened so fast.  Ice, two Tylenol, and a Baid-aid have me feeling  pretty good. 

 

 

I had the camera around my neck, and it must have hit the ground right on the lens, because the protective lens filter is the only thing that broke – and I have a spare one along.

I may look a little bruised for a few days, but praise God that nothing serious happened. 

 

Keep praying for us!