Jesse picked me up from my house at 7:30am and we got a cup of joe at Citizen by my house and then hit the road. On a Friday morning while Seattle traffic was already starting on it’s way into the city, we were in fact heading the opposite direction to eastern Washington.
The sky is big and beautiful out there once you get over the pass and onto flatter land. It’s always so refreshing to view some other scenery no matter where one lives. As we headed out on HWY 2, our only final destination was the small town of Odessa, and that was only to rest our weary heads for sleep.
We had no plans other than letting the roads, abandoned houses, and run down barns, take us where they would strictly to do photography. Note: the blog photos and video are taken by my Canon Power Shot ELPH100HS I recently got for a Christmas present from my wife.
As the sun was slowly going down so was the temperature, mind you it was dead winter. Our toes quickly grew cold as it dropped down to 21 degrees. We stayed up until about 11:30 pm shooting an abandoned hotel in Irby Washington maybe 15 miles west of Odessa. (Those photos will be up later)
We finally made it to Odessa and the both of us were very hungry. We pulled over to the 1 of 2 places that seemed to be open for business. We entered in the Rolling Thunder Saloon and as I looked around it was Jesse, myself, and the bartender. Not much going on here I guess, yet there were some incredible motorcycles in this place!
After a night sleep at La Collage Inn which every room is painted, in detail, a different country from around the world. We stayed in the Australian room with koala bears, trees, and more koala bears painted in every corner. How romantic fur us.
On our way home from our trip we stopped for one last meal at Couleegan’s Bar & Grill in Coulee City.
I swear as we entered in the you could hear the record player need jump off and scccrrrraaaaaaatch……….dead silence………as we head to sit at the bar with our backs facing everybody. We were strangers, misfits, rebels, nomads looking for a fight! Not really, actually we were just hungry and tired.
I’m not sure I’ve smoked so many cigarettes in those 2 days I was on the road with Jesse. I’m also not sure if I’ve gotten to know somebody and had so many realistic conversations about life, God, marriage, and art in a 48 hour period either.
It’s not the photographs, the destinations, the taverns or saloons I’ll remember from that trip (well, maybe the photographs). It’s the time I got to spend with my friend Jesse and the conversations we had and the relationship we will continue to build no matter when and where we are due to our proximity.
Here is a little video I made from the footage I shot with the ELPH from this trip. It’s to a song I wrote and recorded the day after Christmas, enjoy.
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