On the last full day of Ivi’s visit, we take off in light early morning rain for the 55-mile trip northward to Palouse Falls State Park. As we wind through the back roads (Hwy 124), the post-dawn sun explodes with a seldom-seen intense gold, combining with the subtle tint of the glass for a remarkable bit of windshield photography color and ambience.
The light returns pretty much to normal by the time we arrive, graciously and adeptly driven by Ivi herself. During our time at the Falls, we manage to avoid falling down the vertigo-inducing cliffs and Kim spots and documents a coyote.
On the return we stop at a park marking the confluence of the Palouse River (aka Drewyers River) and the Snake River amd the point where they branch off to/from the Columbia. Or something like that. Our return loops around Hwy 12 through places like Starbuck, Tucannon, Dayton and Waitsburg — but for some reason, I cannot locate most of the photos taken on that leg. So it goes.
[Action: 8/27/2018 - Posted: 10/13/2018]