Day 6, White Pass

We left Morton this morning with blue skies and warm weather, crossing over the pass toward Eastern Washington. This is Mt. Rainier.

We're nearing the summit here with snow on the Cascades in the distance.

We've reached the summit of White Pass and Ron is telling stories of his past, can you believe that? Notice Bob is still wearing black socks.

Coming down the mountain on the East side, the trees are getting fewer but you get to follow this river for most of the way. Still beautiful.

We stopped in Yakima at the famous Miner's for a BIG burger. So warm we ate outside. You might notice some new faces. My cousin Craig and his sister, an old friend, and Larry met us in Yakima for lunch and to ride to Pasco with us.

No, this is not the typical housing in Eastern Washington, but we were on the Yakima Indian Reservation. It's a campground and you can rent the teepees if you want the real experience.

Yes, we're still in Washington, the Evergreen State! The only green on this side of the state is in the fields. I think we made a wrong turn and ended up in Iowa or Nebraska or some other corny state. We rode through miles and miles of crops.

That's all five of the bikes riding in front of us. Fun riding in a group. They had all ridden in large groups before so they knew all the rules, made it a lot easier to ride together.

Made a little stop in Prosser, Washington where Ron spent his formative years as a young teenager. His dad pastored this little church in the 60's and will be preaching here on Sunday night.

That's my home, we're coming into the Tri-Cities.

My cousins hosted a barbeque for all of us. That's my mom, Aunt Adrenia, Sue and Kathy enjoying the warm summer evening.


Bob and Larry with Craig. We had a great time, got to visit with family members we haven't seen in quite a while. We have a break here today and will be back on the road tomorrow, but we'll probably have a little blog tonight, so stayed tuned.