The Incredible Journey, Days Thirteen and Fourteen… The Road Home

Vancouver -> Portland -> … Alturas?!?


Tuesday morning we packed up everything in Vancouver and hit the road in rain. Sigh. Moments like this is when I hate the pacific northwest. We made it to the border in about 45 minutes, parked in line, and the rain stopped. Sweet.

After about ten minutes of waiting, I saw a bird flying from the Canada side to the United States side, on a course to head directly over the Peace Arch. I then began this monologue:

“Hey, check that out. Wouldn’t that be cool if that’s a bald eagle? Wow! I think it is a bald eagle! How sweet is that? A bald eagle flying over the Peace Arch? OMG it is! Look! No… no it’s not. The head just looks white. Tail’s dark. Damn. No! (It turned right back to the Canadian side) It is a bald eagle! That’s so cool!”

After watching it, we realized that probably nobody in their cars around us saw it, then we realized that there are probably very few people alive that have seen a bald eagle fly over the peace arch, and we just witnessed it. Read More…