Truck Stop

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Saturday on the Northwest coast was overcast. Rainy. I went is search of sunshine, drove east through the fabulous cascade mountains. For breakfast I stopped at a ‘Truck Stop’. The car park was full of Trucks and pick-ups. The cafe cooked me a fabulous omelette sandwich. Sunshine filled the sky. Life happening, people moving on and eating. It felt good.


Truck Stop
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