A couple of nice surprises upon getting home yesterday. The last blooms on the apricot rose and a new interesting foodie book in the mail sent from my brother-in-law. Thanks!
We took the northern route over the North Cascades Highway. As John says, there are no fast or easy drives between Twisp and Seattle. Take your pick.
The mountains were pretty on the eastern side, although it clouded up when we crested Washington Pass. Then the highway winds along through small towns until you eventually reach the junction of I-5 and join the rat race south to Seattle. Highway 20 is one of the iconic scenic drives in America. Been there, done that.
We got off the freeway (a caravan hassle) looking for any fast food place to use the restroom and order inside. They all had long snaking lines for take-out but the lobbies were locked. Perhaps because of staffing shortages, but I suspect these places are also raking in the money without having to maintain an indoor dining space.
Anyway, we eventually stopped at a dirty gas station. The world feels broken. Thank goodness for the cooler. And for comfort food in the freezer when we got home.
But it was a nice weekend and we're safely back. You can't ask for more than that. The weather was fall perfection. Here's a few pictures.
The maple trees in Amanda and Tom's front yard.
A strenuous hike up the mountain at the property.
The view of Twisp and the Methow Valley from high above. And last but not least, family.
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