We left Seattle at about 6 on Monday and traversed Washington. The western part of the state has some interesting smells. Near Moses Lake there is the distinct smell of cigarette and cigar ash. Then, a bit past Moses Lake, it smelled distinctly of…um…poo. We weren’t sure what to make of that, nor were we sure what to make of the towns of Steptoe and Fishtrap, which are between Moses Lake and Spokane.

Spokane, for what it’s worth, seems to be the only city that is 5 times wider than it is long.

We aren’t seeing much of Idaho because 90 runs through the upper part–and because of a thick fog that made doing 50 in the U-haul was difficult. We arrived in Wallace, the self-proclaimed silver capital of the world, just before midnight. We haven’t seen much of the town, of course, but we did find out that the U-haul will bottom out in the exit ramp of the hotel. We got stuck briefly bringing the truck around to the back parking lot. After a quick U-haul burnout, we dragged the trailer along the ground a bit and then pulled free.

Tomorrow, Montana. Lots and lots of Montana.