WE CAME TO WALLA IN WALLA WALLA!
Just as the rain hit Missoula, Montana we were on the bike and headed out of town. We cruised up into the mountains and spent the day liesurely riding west through mountain range after mountain range. We crossed over into Idaho around lunchtime and that's when the trouble first started. Our waitress at the diner where we had lunch, asked Stacy who she was (wanting photo ID for the bogus charge card we were using). Stacy replied, "me? I-da-Hoe!" The humor apparently escaped our server who immediately said we had to pay with cash. I told her that we only had "out of town" cash, which again confused her, and we had to make a run for the bike throwing dollar bills behind us. We raced out of town with Stacy yelling all the way, "I-da-Hoe!, I-da-Hoe!"
We crusied through the panhandle of Idaho (we love the panhandles of states - don't you?) and entered Washington by crossing the Snake River. A few hours more riding and we ended up in Walla Walla (the town they liked so much they named it twice!). Actually, believe it or not, Kevin lived in Walla Walla for four years in the late 1970's. As a consequence of his residence here, we have to keep a very low profile and hope nobody recognizes us - We think the warrants are still active.
We did call our only friends here, Rick & Michelle, to see if we could stay with them. As it turns out they've been following our trip on the web, so they had some bogus excuse about their house being fumigated, but we still met up for dinner and beers. That went pretty well until the bill came and Rick said, "how about we just go 50/50?" Look folks, we've been on the road for quite awhile now, so we've got this down to science. Stacy excused herself to go to the bathroom and Kevin said, "I'll just go out to the bike and get a Traveler's Check." By the time he had the bike started, Stacy had made it though the kitchen, out the back door of the restaraunt and around front. We raced off to our motel and now we'd like to take this opportunity to thank Rick & Michelle for picking up the tab. Tomorrow we'll be riding again as it's too risky to hang around here much longer, so look for the next post to be from...

All the time Stacy was yelling, "I-da-Hoe!" Kevin didn't realize he was agreeing to a Brazilian wax!

With our former friends - Rick & Michelle A mind is a terrible thing to waste!
We crusied through the panhandle of Idaho (we love the panhandles of states - don't you?) and entered Washington by crossing the Snake River. A few hours more riding and we ended up in Walla Walla (the town they liked so much they named it twice!). Actually, believe it or not, Kevin lived in Walla Walla for four years in the late 1970's. As a consequence of his residence here, we have to keep a very low profile and hope nobody recognizes us - We think the warrants are still active.
We did call our only friends here, Rick & Michelle, to see if we could stay with them. As it turns out they've been following our trip on the web, so they had some bogus excuse about their house being fumigated, but we still met up for dinner and beers. That went pretty well until the bill came and Rick said, "how about we just go 50/50?" Look folks, we've been on the road for quite awhile now, so we've got this down to science. Stacy excused herself to go to the bathroom and Kevin said, "I'll just go out to the bike and get a Traveler's Check." By the time he had the bike started, Stacy had made it though the kitchen, out the back door of the restaraunt and around front. We raced off to our motel and now we'd like to take this opportunity to thank Rick & Michelle for picking up the tab. Tomorrow we'll be riding again as it's too risky to hang around here much longer, so look for the next post to be from...

All the time Stacy was yelling, "I-da-Hoe!" Kevin didn't realize he was agreeing to a Brazilian wax!

With our former friends - Rick & Michelle A mind is a terrible thing to waste!

Where is the door on that little tiny car
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