Snoqualmie Pass!
LooSea is my faithful 1995 Honda Civic. LooSea and ‘chains’ braved “Interstate 90″ (I90) to Snoqualmie pass. For UK readers, imagine a 4 lane Motorway with virtually no other traffic! A double-sized hard-shoulder. Vehicles stop on this hard shoulder to ‘Chain-up’. This is not only legal, its good for safety! That’s what driving the I90 from Seattle to Snoqualmie pass at noon on a Saturday is like! It’s about 40mins drive from my home.
More of todays snow photo’s. Check-out the snow-wall at the edge of the snow-ploughed-road. I’ve never seen anything like it in England!
Met these online gals in the real world last night:
Evening started well:
Wendy: “what beers do you have on tap?” to server
LaCroix: “I never thought of asking that question because I know they have Bass here”
Wendy: “I’ll have a Bass“
Evening got better:
These women were all articulate, plucky, self-aware, vibrant, valuable (soppiness police stopped me here). No time for trivialities such as ‘breathing’ inbetween
- telling a story.
- laughing at a story.
- pouring beer down your neck.
Evening lasted long after I left:
I made a naughty cinderella exit before the night ended….
Fabulous evening.
Thanks gals.
Bass sounds like Becks
Wendy: “I ordered Bass, this isn’t Bass”
Server: “Yes it is Bass“ (Becks?)
Wendy: “This is not Bass” (Wow, American servers ARGUE with their customers!!!!!) “Bass is amber, this is yellow”
LaCroix: “That is not Bass, this is Bass” (raises her pint of Bass)
Server takes the pint, returns with a Bass and apologises. Phew phonological beer-lager disaster avoided.
