Once again, this segment of the TCH really shines. There was nearly no one on the road and it was really picturesque.
Around every corner is a Bob Ross painting.
The Thompson River runs parallel to the roadway and cascades throughout the mountains.
It would be a really nice trip if both of us didn’t smell like homeless cadaver.
As we get closer to Vancouver, we approach the coast. That means the mountains get bigger and better. That means…
So we stayed at the Riverside Motel because we got in really late and vacancy across the town was drying…
Indianapolis, IN. 7:30pm, Thursday. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to visit Ash Cave. We ran out of daylight, and even if…
