The WSDOT web site said “bare and dry” and the sun was shining so off we went.
The folks who plow this road really know what they are doing. The snow along the road at Rainy Pass looked like it was hand carved.
The Columbia River basin is warm and green, we passed 71 degrees on a sign near Duroga. Green on the hillsides, brilliant green of new leaves on the fruit trees, the last remnants of white blossoms, the glare of red and blue strobes in my mirrors. Wait… what?
Catch and Release. We pulled into the Wells Dam parking area, pulled off our helmets to show our luxurious grayness and WSP Officer Friendly walked up, looked at the bikes and said, “Well, I guess that puts to rest any concerns about the 650 not being fast enough.” Clocked us 75 in a 60 south on 97 from Pateros.
He is a local dry-sider and we chatted for some time about bikes in general and his favorite, a ’76 Goldwing. After some quiet time in his cruiser with our paperwork, he returned to send us on our way with his thoughts on the dangers of speed.
We didn’t see much softball. We were late and the game was called at 5 innings for the 10 Run Rule. 19-0 was the final.
37 degrees on the reader board just past Easton on I-90 coming home. Crisp even with Gerbing.
A good ride. Recommended.