I recommend watching the interviews with the experts in Experts Speak Out.  Introducing people to the experts is the reason for the bike ride.

The ride down Sherman Pass was beautiful, green and cool along side Sherman Creek.  Being short on sleep I took a nap near the road where Pam and Mark would be able to see me.  A couple in a big fancy RV stopped to check on me - I was half asleep as I explained our bike trip to NYC and handed them a DVD. 

The town of Kettle Falls is three miles beyond the Columbia River.  Free wifi is available outside the Kettle Falls library even when the library is closed.  Library volunteers were busy carrying books, preparing for a library renovation.  The hard working volunteers reminded me of home.  There’s a nice natural foods store in Kettle Falls, Meyers Naturals.  I gave DVD’s to two residents who said that they could pass the DVD’s forward to local volunteer firefighters. The host at Lake Roosevelt Campground also received a DVD.

Kettle Falls used to be a center of an extensive network of Native American trade based on a salmon economy.  Native peoples came from coastal areas and from the Great Plains to fish, trade, and socialize with the bands of the Columbia River Plateau.  Kettle Falls was flooded by the Grand Coulee Dam in 1940.

Up early in the morning I rode to Colville.  Meandering around the town, I was surprised to see all the bay doors of the Steven’s County Sheriff’s Ambulance and Team Rescue wide open.  Volunteer Jesse received a DVD.  Tables with an electrical outlet and free wifi are available at Wild Bill’s restaurant - I left a DVD for the pastor of the church that holds services in the back of the restaurant.

Another surprise looking for a service to attend, all the churches in Colville were deserted.  Colville has an annual community celebration, Rendevous Days, so this Sunday all the church congregations were gathered, one body of Christ, together in the city park.  By the time I found them a pastor from the Seattle area was giving an inspiring sermon – he received a DVD.  I also gave one to a pastor from the Church of the Nazarene. 

After Colville, what a long hot day!  Tiger Pass was longer and hotter than we expected.  The hill was long, thirty miles uphill, level, uphill, level, uphill, on and on, from mile post 350 just outside Colville all the way to mile-post 386, when the grade finally descended four short miles to the intersection of Tiger.  The long hill of Tiger Pass was so hot that the pavement was making tarry popping noises under my tires, so hot that even the downhill felt hot.  I knew there would be hot days.  I was relieved to see Pam also laughing about the intensity of the challenge when she arrived in Tiger.

While waiting for Pam in Tiger, a motorcyclist generously pulled out two neck-cooling bands, one for me and one for Pam, said we’d need them.  I gave away two more DVD’s one to a Messianic Christian family - the daughter was already aware of the questions about 9/11, more so than her parents – and one to two motorcyclists, a mechanic and an engineering student.

It was fun to see nighthawks feeding over the fields just north of Tiger.

Because we’ve been on highway 20 all the way across the state, the mile markers on highway 20 have provided a consistent marker of miles traveled - we passed mile marker 390 today.  We’ve ridden 400 miles through Washington State so far.



Marsha Segault
08/06/2012 2:17pm

I'm thoroughly enjoying your blog. And, you're welcome (scripture card). I'm relating to your comments about the heat because I spent this past weekend in Wenatchee (for a softball tournament), where the temperature was 101 on the fields. It felt so good to be at the Anacortes ferry landing last night, with the wonderful breeze coming off the water. What an amazing state in which we live, huh?


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