WINDow OF OPPORTUNITY AND THINGS COME IN THREES

If “they” are right, and things come in threes, then I am safe from castrophe for a while. Recall 1) my lost camera 2) my broken Fitbit, and now 3) the kickstand on my bike. My bike was knocked off its wheels by the wind and the kickstand totally broke. 

True to form, Susan has already ordered a new one from Bike Friday to be sent to our house. She thinks it is her “fault” because of where she put my bike. I say it is the fault of the wind, and may be in combination with a weakened kickstand. Either way, it is not Susan’s fault, but I am happy that she has ordered a new kickstand so quickly ;’-).

The wind remains exuberant here, and heat during the day exhausting. All that, and yet our dithering decision was made to stay here for our second night. Yesterday (Thursday) in the mid morning the wind had at least calmed down and continued at a breeze. That made the heat more tolerable so I was able to persuade Susan to go for a ride. ;’-).

At a bit before noon we rode along the road to Ginkgo Petrified Forest for a walk around there. By the time we were heading back the wind was picking up again, and remained strong and stronger through the day. First part of our ride was in the “other direction from Ginkgo and is where Susan spotted the regal eagle.

Looks like he is fishing for lunch from the cove below.

Continuing on in this direction toward the dam we enjoyed the river views.

A lone kayaker on the big river.

Rather than continue on from the dam down a verrrry steep hill, and see only more of what we were seeing, and ending up at a dead end or rough gravel, we turned around here to head to the Petrified Forest. Standing at the entrance to Wanapum State Park, where we are camped, you see the lonesome road we traveled (the one on top).

At our backs is this view of our campsite.  Note how dry and brown everything is.

There is a lot of privacy and space at our individual site.

Moving along, we could not resist stopping to watch these Arabians. Baby was running by Mama...


Mama seemed to want to get out of the paddock to be with the several other horses that were trying to get in to her as the ‘handler’ (owner) was skeddadling them away from her.


Mama and Baby continued running and neighing for the others — to no avail. Such beautiful horses.

Nearing our destination, in the near distance is the bridge of I90 that crosses over the Columbia River.

Just before the entry to the Petrified Forest is, of course a Gem and Gift shop for all your needs ;’-). And this display. 

I can never seem to pass up a relic...

These look like stones and rocks holding the sign, they are all petrified wood.

“Rocks” are petrified wood.



We completed our day with a short visit to the other camp where there were now only two campers, and Karen a new arrival. The others had departed this morning. We will head home sometime this morning, so thus ends another short adventure. Thanks for reading, come back later for new episodes ;’-)/