Return to Calgary

We left the Bell­town Inn in Seat­tle at about 7:30am and at the rec­om­men­da­tion of the front desk staff went down the street to a lit­tle cafe for some cof­fee and a break­fast to hit the road with.

The map below explains every­thing.  The weather had got­ten sig­nif­i­cantly worse in the 2 days we had been in Seat­tle.  Before there was dry ground, clear roads and bright sun­shine.  Now this had all be replaced with the des­o­late snow that we had thought we had left behind (although to be fair we haven’t seen much this year). Sno­qualmie Pass was worse than before and we saw numer­ous vehi­cles (small cars in fact) putting on chains.  Again we drove it line nor­mal sane peo­ple and had no problems.

The Canada boarder cross­ing at East­port / Kings­gate (just north of Bon­ers Ferry or south of Fer­nie) is under con­struc­tion dn we went sin­gle file thought the maze of ATCO trailers.

The rest of the drive from about 1 hour before Fer­nie until high­way 2 was mostly a white­out bliz­zard that involved us fol­low­ing snow­plows at about 65 KM/h.

All together it took us 13 hours to get home and see our cats who were very excited to see us and got show­ered with pet­ting and love.

Say­ing we slept well would be an understatement!

Saturday in Seattle

We started our day (Brandi’s 30th birth­day) by leav­ing our hotel and going to pick up our friend Chris from the bus sta­tion. He’d taken the bus down from Van­cou­ver for the day, to hang out with us. He knows Seat­tle a lit­tle bet­ter than we do, so he was able to point us to some fun places.

 

Chris took us to a ran­dom lit­tle place called 13 Coins for an amaz­ing break­fast of the house spe­cialty — Dun­ge­ness Crab Eggs Benedict’s and a round or two of Mimosas to cel­e­brate Brandi’s birthday.

This place was fun as its role had been rein­vented and it is now a 24 hour diner, but used to be one of those steak­houses from the 70’s with big wood and leather fur­ni­ture — lots of brass riv­ets, and though we didn’t see red vel­vet, we fully expected it around every cor­ner. And each table had 13 coins inlaid into it.

Even the wait­ers dress for­mally in long aprons and bow ties and are very for­mal but still approachable.

After break­fast we headed back down­town and parked the car and walked over to the famous Pike Place Mar­ket to check it out and see if there was any­thing we wanted to buy.

 
   
   
While we were there we had to stop by the Star­bucks. Won­der­fully, it’s the loca­tion of the 1st Star­bucks (started in 1971). Obvi­ously we had to go in, get some of cof­fee roast that is only avail­able at that location.
 
  
After the mar­ket we walked around the down­town area check­ing out the local archi­tec­ture includ­ing the Seat­tle mono­rail. Not with­out a plan Chris steered us toward Top Pot Donughts. This is the same place that Barack Obama made one of his cam­paign stops. If it was good enough for the pres­i­dent of the United States then its obvi­ously going to be good enough for us (and a lot less secret ser­vice needed).
To get a dif­fer­ent per­spec­tive on the city we went to the obser­va­tion desk on the Smith Tower to check out some great vies of Seat­tle. It was Seat­tles orig­i­nal sky­scraper in Pio­neer Square com­pleted in 1914. The 38 storey, 149 m (489 ft) tower is the old­est sky­scraper in the city and was the tallest office build­ing west of the Mis­sis­sippi River until 1931. It remained the tallest build­ing on the West Coast until the Space Nee­dle over­took it in 1962.
The Chi­nese Room is on the 35th floor, which also has a wrap­around pub­lic obser­va­tion deck. The fur­ni­ture and the hand-carved ceil­ing were gifts from the Empress of China,Cixi. They include the famous Wish­ing Chair. It is said that a sin­gle woman who sits in the chair will marry within a year. The leg­end came true for Smith’s daugh­ter, who mar­ried in the Chi­nese Room itself.
  
  
  

Before head­ing out to din­ner at Lecosho we took the mono­rail over to the Space Nee­dle and the EMP (for­merly known as Expe­ri­ence Music Project and Sci­ence Fic­tion Museum and Hall of Fame or EMP|SFM)

   
   



Driving to Seattle

Fri­day was a day of dri­ving.  We left Mis­soula around 10 am and set forth on our 8 hours drive across 2 and a bit states.

Not much to say except to describe the dif­fer­ent land­scapes and weather pat­terns we encoun­tered. We left the foothills of Mon­tana and crossed the moun­tain pass into Idaho and wash­ing­ton state.

 

We trav­elled through Idaho after about 40 min­utes pass­ing through Coeur d’Alene before cross­ing into Wash­ing­ton state and stop­ping in Spokane for some lunch (we had break­fast) at a quaint local place called the Kalico Kitchen. (Which was a final­ist in the Best Break­fast award for 2011)

The Kalico Kitchen is set up like your nor­mal nor­mal Amer­i­can diner, booths around the perime­ter and long shared tables in the mid­dle.  The menu is your basic Amer­i­can diner food.  They do lunch and break­fast, but we are break­fast peo­ple, which looked more right in line with what they would prob­a­bly do best.  We had some eggs (Bene­dict or Brandi, scram­bled for me) relaxed from the drive and then got ready for the next leg of the trip.

  

 

Leav­ing Spokane we entered the rolling foot hills and prairies  (I would have sworn we were in Saskatchewan)

  

We passed into the sno­qualmie pass area and were cre­ated with a ton of hor­ri­ble weather and bad dri­ving at the sum met.  Being from Canada and know­ing how to drive cars in bad snow­storms as well as hav­ing expe­ri­ence trav­el­ing the Rogers Pass in win­ter.  Unlike Rogers Pass, the trip over the top one only was maybe maybe 15–20 min­utes of bliz­zard, but had a large amount of traf­fic (same amount of vol­ume as High­way 99 in Van­cou­ver or the Deer­foot in Cal­gary).  Fortunately, we were able to clear the area safely and quickly; enter­ing the Pacific North­West and the won­der­ful rain of Seattle.

We got into Seat­tle around 5:30 pm in the mid­dle of a heavy rain­storm and in the mid­dle of rush hour — set the GPS for our hotel and promptly missed 3 of our turns.  The GPS was good at get­ting us rerouted and finally we arrived at “The Bell­town Inn” in the trendy Bell­town area of down­town — about 5–10 minute walk from the Space Needle.

 

It was about 7:30 when we had got­ten set­tled into our room and set out in search of food.

 

We strolled down the road to a nice local place called Local 360.  Their food and con­cept is bril­liant!  Eat local and sus­tain­able. 90% of the ingre­di­ents are sourced within 360 miles of Seat­tle and the remain­ing 10% of ingre­di­ents, that can’t be found locally, are still from the clos­est Cer­ti­fied Organic resources.

  

 

 

The Cultural Centre of Montana

Wikipedia calls Mis­soula “the cul­tural cen­tre of Mon­tana”, which we kinda snick­ered at when we first read that about a week ago.  But hav­ing spent even a few hours here, we under­stand it.  We have really enjoyed our very short stay here — it’s a actu­ally a very inter­est­ing lit­tle city!  Artsy and laid-back, from what we have seen — and kinda wish we had a bit more time to explore it!

But let’s pick up where we left off:  Fer­nie.  We had break­fast at Cin­cott The Organic Mar­ket Cafe…  Cute lit­tle place in an old house.  We each had an omelette and cof­fee, and bought a muf­fin for the road.  Then we headed on south.

The bor­der cross­ing was pretty unevent­ful.  The guard seemed like an all-around unhappy guy.  But I guess they’re not really paid to be cheer­ful.  He asked lots of ques­tions, and even­tu­ally let us in.  A few hours later, we arrived in Mis­soula.  We’re stay­ing at the Hol­i­day Inn, which is MUCH nicer than last night’s accommodations!

We show­ered, wan­dered around town a bit, and then wound up at the “The Bus” pre-screening party.  Had some food and some wine, checked out a cou­ple VW vans, and then went to see the show.

 

Being that this is part of The Big Sky Film Fes­ti­val, The Bus was cou­pled with another doc­u­men­tary film — Black Rock Horse.  This film was about a Tro­jan horse art project at Burn­ing Man 2011 — which of course is another topic very near and dear to our hearts!  The film in short — A team of artists at Burn­ing Man ask vol­un­teers to pull a 50 foot high Tro­jan Horse across a dry lake bed.  The pro­ces­sion becomes a stam­pede when 600 “Greek Slaves” revolt.  Black Rock Horse reveals the inner work­ings of a com­plex art project and the epic strug­gle to cre­ate.  Black Rock Horse was great — but it made us ache for the desert!  It may very well have con­vinced us to go back this year, if my sister’s wed­ding wasn’t coin­cid­ing with it!

The Bus (our whole rea­son for being here in the first place) was fan­tas­tic.  Of course the audi­ence is full of VW fans and own­ers, so there was a very enthu­si­as­tic response through­out.  Admit­tedly watch­ing this movie, know­ing we left Ziggy at home, made us feel as though we were some­how cheat­ing on her.  I mean, she KNOWS about the Mazda.  She under­stands that we don’t love the Mazda the way we love her.  The Mazda is just more con­ve­nient some­times…  But I just can’t shake the men­tal image of her, shiv­er­ing and cov­ered in snow in our back yard…

We’re sorry, Ziggy –we’ll be home in a few days.  Spring will come soon, and we’ll have adven­tures with you again.

After the shows there was a Q&A with the cre­ators of the films.  Before leav­ing the the­atre, we tracked down The Bus cre­ator just to say thanks for mak­ing such a great movie, and that it was worth the inter­na­tional travel to see it!  He gave us hugs and thanked us over and over for being Kick­starter sup­port­ers, and invited us to the filmmaker’s party right after­wards — Gave us a cou­ple passes, and told us it’s a member’s only club, a fun and swanky place and that we should come by for a bit.  We went back to the hotel to drop off Brian’s cam­era bag, and headed out again — but in the end, it turns out the place was SO pri­vate, we couldn’t even find it.  Ha!

Headed to Missoula

All this week the ques­tion has been “Mis­soula?!?  Where is that, and why are you going there?”  To get these ques­tions out of the way:

  • Mis­soula is the sec­ond largest city in Mon­tana (after Billings) and located on the left side of the state about 45 miles from the Idaho boarder.
  • We are going to the Big Sky Doc­u­men­tary Film Fes­ti­val to see a movie (THE BUS) that we helped sponsor.

The Bus” is a doc­u­men­tary film explor­ing the his­tory, cul­ture and evo­lu­tion of the VW Bus. A cel­e­bra­tion of one of the most iconic vehi­cles ever produced.

THE BUS — Big Sky Film Fes­ti­val Screening

What other pas­sen­ger vehi­cle has sold to more than six mil­lion peo­ple and elic­its these sorts of descrip­tions from own­ers? Heaven on wheels. A Swiss Army knife. Free­dom. Human qual­i­ties. Cul­tural icon. Imprint on cor­tex of brain. Open road. Adven­ture. Roman­tic. A song. Big movie screen.

These are but a few nouns and adjec­tives used to describe the iconic Volk­swa­gen bus. This doc­u­men­tary film pre­mieres Thurs­day, Feb. 23 at 7:30 p.m. in the Wilma 1 Theatre.

We debated bring­ing Ziggy, but with the dis­tance, (we are plan­ning on going all the way to Seat­tle and back) the short time-frame and the fact that Ziggy has been parked since Novem­ber, we decided the car was the bet­ter vehi­cle for this trip.  It will make us sad to see all the other VW busses con­verg­ing on Mis­soula.  Appar­ently, there will be a car­a­van of VWs head­ing over from the Seat­tle area on Weds the 22nd!.

For our trip, we man­aged to leave work a bit ear­lier than nor­mal, around 4; washed the car, got some food for the road (Coco Brooks pizza), and hit the road head­ing for Fer­nie.  We have updated our map page to have our real-time satel­lite tracker map.  (It uploads our posi­tion every 10 min­utes and has an emer­gency SOS assist but­ton if we run into trou­ble.  We got it as a safety net for our Ziggy trav­els where we are out of cell range.)

The roads were good, clear and dry until we hit high­way 3 (Crowsnest high­way) and found out where all the snow has been hid­ing.  A few active snow plows, sanders and a slower 20–30 km below the posted limit.  We got through the storm and arrived into Fer­nie look­ing for a place to sleep for the night.

We tried the Best West­ern Plus which looked nice, but was totally full!  On a Wednes­day night!  (Yes, we know — ski town, ski sea­son).  We wound up at the Trav­elodge.  The Aussie girl at the front counter was sweet, but other than that, I’m afraid we will avoid this stop in the future.  Our room was dirty (like stained face cloths, a small pile of garbage in one cor­ner and grimy bath­room floors — we did our best not to look too closely at our bed, short of the bed­bug check) and there was NO HOT WATER this morn­ing!  We even tried a cou­ple of times, but no luck.

We are now head­ing off to find some break­fast, and then on to Mis­soula!