...is a city and a county.
This Saturday we hopped in the truck and drove three hours northwest of Spokane.
A friend of ours needed a ride to a beautiful chunk of land he owned, and we needed to leave the city. Here they are enjoying the non-citiness.
We also needed to see the Grande Coulee dam, which was on the way. There it is, all 12 million cubic yards of concrete.
Overlooking the dam is a little visitor's center.
When they opened the dam, they had 48 princesses pour in water from 48 states out of these jugs. There's good ol' Michigan. I think they should have specified where the water came from. Lake Superior? Lake Michigan? Lake Huron? C'mon!
What else did we see? A lot of dry land and rocks and mountains and telephone poles and abandoned buildings.
And quite a few red trucks:
Cedric also really needed to test out his new kite:
There wasn't quite enough wind for mine, but his seemed to work just fine.