Sacajawea

PART 2 Tuesday, May 10, 2016

We pried ourselves away from ogling those cable climbers (we were in awe) to continue along the trail. We would be back to this bridge, that the map warned us had a narrow "curb lane and fast moving traffic", after our visit to the museum. We would have plenty of time to think and fret about that narrow curb lane. And that fast moving traffic.

 

For those who didn't know, or forgot that "Pompy" was Sacagawea's son William Clark...

These "Pompy's Lessons" plaques were placed all along the trail, but this is the only one we stopped to read. Apparently they each and all contain lots of bits of history.

 

Sacagawea Museum, Pasco WA

 

 

Almost hard to believe that this happened a mere 200 years ago. Just does not seem that long ago.

 

 

 

We spent a good amount of time looking around in the museum, chatted with the staff members who allowed us use of their restroom (there were no public ones in view) and to fill up our water supply from their water jug. Time to move on toward that narrow curb lane with fast moving traffic on the bridge.

 

Tumble weed sighting

 

The map apparently need updating. No narrow curb lane. Fretting for nothing.

At the end of the bridge we entered Kennewick and took the road to Clover Island where we would have lunch at the Brewery. We had met a couple bicycling on the trail, and since I was fretting about the narrow curb lane (how surprising), I stopped to ask them about it. They did not recall that it was a bad crossing, but had not ridden it in a long time. They did tell us about the Brewery as a good place to have lunch. The burgers and fresh grilled asparagus were very good.

 

Fish bike rack on Clover Island

With still quite a few miles yet to go to get "home", we felt the need for our tea and crumpet search. Well, latte for Vickie. We inadvertently took a wrongish turn and left the trail prematurely. But we found our way and lo! There was a coffee shop waiting for us.

Ending up on back roads into town and on to our hotel, we enjoyed the alternate route we had found.

What a fantastic day -- sunny, not too hot, a cooling breeze when it was hot, long miles that neither of us suffered for, and long daylight hours to finish it all.

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