How We Roll
So we decided to try the detour the Department of Transportation had set up. There weren’t any signs saying no trucks or motor homes, right? We started out and were just glad to be moving instead of waiting. We followed the signs to a road we hadn’t known existed.
It’s called the Vantage Highway. The two-lane highway snakes down the hill roughly parallel to I-90. It came out at the bridge over the Columbia River at Vantage, completely bypassing the wreck. Now we know an alternate route, so that’s a good thing.
We continued on our journey then, but we still had 3 hours to go. We finally arrived at our campground and had to set up in the dark. (More complaining?) It’s just an example of the fact that once you start out on the road, anything can happen. I suppose it’s good to be reminded of that every once in a while.
Did I mention this all happened on my birthday?!
After 2 hours of sitting beside the on ramp, we decided once again to check online to see when they might reopen the freeway. Surprise! It wasn’t going to open until the following day. With that many vehicles involved, a lot of investigation was needed and that takes time.
We thought the cars were being rerouted back to Ellensburg, but we gave up just sitting around waiting and joined the line of cars as they headed up and over the bridge. That’s when we saw that not all the traffic was returning to Ellensburg. Some was going the other way.
We did a fair amount of complaining, but seriously, how many times can you say in a whiny voice, “I’m so b-o-o-o-r-r-r-e-d,” before that becomes boring too?
Take a walk.
We might have done that, but it was really hot out and very windy. (Wait. That sounds like complaining.)
Text quips with my sister.
She saw news about the wreck and sent me a text, asking if we were OK. So we said cute things about being forced to wait and being bored, and she said cute things in response, but that too, got boring after a few exchanges.
We both have kindles and read often, but this reading felt forced and we gave it up rather quickly.
But about half-way through our journey, we hit a snag. We got delayed because of a multiple-vehicle crash on I-90. It happened near Vantage, just past Ellensburg. The Interstate was closed.
Officials started rerouting traffic to “local roads” but we didn’t know any other routes in this sparsely-populated area. We’d driven through the area many times, but had always stayed on the Interstate. So we pulled off, parked near the freeway entrance and waited. And waited. And waited.
At first, it was kind of interesting… checking the radio for news…talking to other people…experiencing a “we’re all in this together” feeling. But as time went on, boredom set in. What to do? We tried various things.
Write a blog about it.
Naturally, this occurred to me, so I got out the computer and started jotting down notes. It worked for a while, but boredom soon set in again and I didn’t finish it (then).
We both checked our email, but since neither of us gets much email besides advertisements, that got old pretty fast.
We left western Washington and headed to eastern Washington in late July. In a car that trip takes 5 or 6 hours. It takes you over Snoqualmie Pass, through Ellensburg (where it is always very windy) across the Columbia River and through flat east-central Washington. Spokane about as far east in Washington as you can get without drifting into Idaho.