Thursday, July 5 -- Things have to get better from here. Left the lake and headed to Kamela (more of a historic area then anything). Tried to push through the rock way off the roadside, but it's everywhere. After an hour or so, not willing to put Hank's feet or comfort in jeopardy, so loaded him up again and headed along the planned Forest Service route. Very slow going on the rocky road, but a fun and beautiful go. Saw a momma wild turkey with two chicks running along the road with us. Judy and I joked, she's writing a book "Sandy's Dream". I said she needs to re-title it "I Drempt I Rode My Horse from OR to WY, But I Actually Just Trailered Him There".
A ways out we met a pickup coming the opposite direction. He stopped and warned us a log truck was coming behind him. He said to just give him the finger and tell him to back up. I assured him I couldn't do that, not my M.O. Then he laughed and said it was just his cousin driving and the truck was empty. In the meantime the log truck came up, saw us talking, and backed out of the way on his own. We waved our thanks and headed on.
Another ways down the road we came across a guy running a big track tree limber. He was up the hillside a bit working a big pile of logs with a big boom out across the road. Of course he couldn't hear us honking to get his attention, so I walked up closer and waved my arms to get his attention. He politely swung the equipment off the road and let us pass.
Just before we got to Kamela, moving very slowly, hit a dip in the road that disconnected one of the trailer sway bars. I heard it and was happy I got it put back on easily.
Right after that we came to the home and shop of retired metal fabricator, Ron, and several adorable dogs. He confirmed that the whole way we had mapped out to
Walla Walla was rock, and no way around it. We opted
to hit I-84 and continue trailering. Ron was also kind
enough to grind our tack room/stall door pin to a taper
so we didn't have to fight getting it in so badly. Works
great now. Just before we were leaving Ron's, the tree limber stopped by in his pickup. He thanked Judy and I very much for getting his attention and not just trying to slip by him working.
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