Road Trippin' ~ Highway 101 ~ Part II
"Are you awake?"
This little dialogue went on for several hours as I attempted to not give into sleep as my mama drove Hwy 101 down to Vancouver.
My last visit to the Olympic Peninsula ended as a solo act. So...for this trip...my mama was gracious enough to get behind the wheel. We ended up leaving our lil' ol' neck of the woods much later than planned, and thus...hit Forks at just about Twilight.
Can you see it?
How about now?
We pulled into town to look for some place to eat...to no avail. So, I bought a bag of Cheetos at Thriftway, ate a piece of cold leftover pizza from Kingston...and we hit the road. I can't remember what my mom ate...but it probably included those mini Ritz cracker cheese dealies. Yeah, my precious daddy said that if anything ever happened to him...we would starve.
He was a foodie, a road-trippin,' treasure huntin' foodie.
This crazy adventure of ours, driving an entire peninsula out of the way down to the Barn House Show...was in honor of my dad. He has now been with the Lord for 11 years...and he would be so proud of my mama...my mighty Wonder Mama.
Would you like to know what she did earlier in the evening?
Are YOU ready to hit the road?
As we wove around the lake, my mom pulled over from time to time to let other vehicles pass.
One such vehicle was that of a Park Ranger.
Mom's "Whew!" of relief as the Ranger passed us...turned into an "Oh, my goodness!" just a few miles down the road.
For...at the very moment that I was taking this picture of the south end of the lake...
...my mama spied the Ranger's cruiser parked in front of what appeared to be a little convenience shop. I looked up just in time to see the slender Ranger, with her? back toward us...crouching...gun drawn...carefully peeking around the corner of the building.
The scene was gone in an instant...and then my mama said,
"Should we go back and help?"
"Shouldn't we go back and help?"
"Mom, that is not OUR job!" I said.
About this time, another cruiser heading up from the South zoomed past us on their way to the scene.
"Oh, good...they have help," said my dear Emergency Room Nursing Wonder Mama.
"Were you serious?"
"Well...?" she thought...out loud.
1. We do not want to get in the way of the Officers who are doing their job.
2. We do not want to donate our car or ourselves to the bad guy/guys.
3. We do not want to get caught in a crossfire.
4. We do not want to get eaten by a very large bear.
5. If you've read my last post...you can insert wee goldie's comment here.
Pray tell...what would you have done? Do you have a mighty Wonder Mama?
I've tried googling it repeatedly...and have yet to discover what was going down by the end of the lake.
Do you know?
I hope that ya'll have a safe and sound weekend!
My mama and I are fixin' to hit the road!