Day’s Verse:
The men rubbed their eyes, astonished. “What’s going on here? Wind and sea come to heel at his command!”
Matthew 8:27 (context)

By interesting coincidence, I happen to be reading Cryptonomicon and have just reached the part where Randy visits home in the Whitman, Washington. Amusingly for me, Whitman is a mere 50 miles north of Pomeroy, and therefore practically next door when it comes to towns in Eastern Washington. Here is how Neal Stephenson describes the wind in the Palouse (from page 620, Perennial edition, 2000).

Not much was alive there, and so one’s observations were not forever being clouded by trees, flowers, fauna, and the ploddingly linear and rational endeavors of humans. The Cascades blocked any of those warm, moist, refreshing Pacific breezes, harvesting their moisture to carpet ski areas for dewy-skinned Seattleites, and diverting what remained north to Vancouver or south to Portland. Consequently the Palouse had to get its air shipped down in bulk from the Yukon and British Columbia. It flowed across those the blasted volcanic scab land of central Washington in (Randy supposed) a more or less continuous laminar sheet that , when it hit the rolling Palouse country, ramified into a vast system of floods, rivers and rivulets diverging around the bald swelling hills and recombining in the sere declivities. But it never recombined exactly the way it was before. The hills had thrown entropy into the system. Like a handful of nickles in a batch of bread dough this could be kneaded from place to place but never removed. The entropy manifested itself in swirls and violent gusts and ephemeral vortices.

I think that about covers it. Now, some pictures from the trip, as promised.

Taken on the drive down. I should’ve used my filter, but we were parked in the road and I was concerned about another car coming around the curve and rear-ending us.
Near Palouse Falls

In Dayton:
Dayton Hills

The B&B we stayed at:
Purple House: Exterior

Purple House: Interior 1
(another interior picture here)

This is Pomeroy, the four-way stop where they did a walking audit and then the next day we did lane positioning practice.
The Four-Way Stop

I put up a few more pictures not shown here. Check my flickr photostream.

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