Sunday, November 9, 2014

Satiated with Bliss

With highway numbers like US 395 you know it’s going to be a great road, and Kettle Falls is on 395 just north of Spokane. If this was a motorcycle trip that’s how we would have gotten there but it isn’t. It’s a Subaru trip, so we loaded up the car and headed north.
The big city of Spokane disappears rapidly once you get off division street. The four lane divided highway turns to two and the remains of the great north woods begin to line the sides of the road.
The towns of Dear Park and Loon Lake in our rear view mirrors as we head north to Chewelah, a mill town along the road.
At Colville we start to imagine     the roar of the falls and, the clear water of the mighty Columbia swirling around in the massive rock Kettles
 Memorial To A Fallen Dancer
At the Kettle Falls visitor center we find one of the volunteers, a salty senior woman outside the center sitting on a bench. She greets us and I notice that she is wearing one shoe, and one pink slipper. She is smoking a Camel, and as she scratches her forehead, her blond wig shifts to one side. (If this sounds like you it is)
We inquire aboot the falls, and she takes a long drag on her camel, she holds that smoke in her, and as she exhales the toxins   toward us she calls us puppies. I have lived here 72 years she says, and I have only seen the falls twice, when the water of Lake Roosevelt dropped enough so we could see them…
The nice part aboot having no expectations is you are never disappointed, and the other volunteer in the visitors center tells up to drive to the bridge and turn down the dirt road that will take us to a spot where if the water was low enough we could see the falls…
The groves in this rock were made by the indigenous people using it to sharpen the spears they used to harvest the Salmon that used to travel all the way up the Columbia before the Bonneville, and Coulee dams were constructed and major cities grew along the banks of the Columbia.
Special note to Alaskans regressive republicans with plans to build pebble mine and the Susitna dam project, once salmon streams are destroyed all that is left is rocks…

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