Alec already wrote us a novel about the trip, so here are some pictures. This one is my very first cigarette break of the journey. It is also the last picture of those sunglasses. I left them behind at Wanapum dam...
A horrid critter. This is actually by Leslie groves, but it seemed to fit in...
Wanapum dam again. Alec always makes the best faces.
It was very windy.
More of the windy dam.
Aren't we...something?
The flying toaster graffiti in Leavenworth. Back alleys are where it's at.
I begin to look progressively uglier as the trip goes on.
Alec also does a rather smashing "epic explorer" face.
Mermaid of the Wenatchee river.
A fairy painting in some overpriced shop that I enjoyed.
The hills are alive with the sound of MUSIC.
Medium sized Billy Goat Gruff.
Interpretative dance? Or Billy Elliot?
Camping really took its toll on our hot-ness.
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