Sure I saw a couple of shows out there, but nothing beats the majesty of a big-ass, gorgeous river to back your band.
It occured to me all of two minutes ago as I was brainstorming a post for today that I never shared any of my scenic backdrop photos of the Columbia River Gorge from my Memorial Day weekend a.k.a. Sasquatch. Since I’ve only been in Washington a year and a half and having a car for even less amount of time, I’ve been playing catch-up on exploring the state. There’s desert, there’s forestry, there’s ocean, there’s sand, dirt, dust, and a drop-dead gorgeous canyon along the Columbia River. Here are a couple of photos from Sasquatch that feature no bands and no festival style – just the beauty of where we were.
Whomever was staying that house all during the festival, they’re doing it right. Would you like a mini-vineyard in your front yard? Yes, yes you would.
Panoramic from backstage.
Brandoramic shot from the same spot.
Alright – one picture of the stage, but more to the point THAT SUNSET THO.
After the festival we took a detour to the Grand Coulee Dam and to Deep Lake to swim off the last four days of dust and dirt. We left early, beating the rush to leave the campgrounds, and made our way through the desert.
The site of what was once the largest waterfall in the world. You know, back in the Ice Age when I was born.
Swimming at Deep Lake
Gorgeous plant/algae things growing on rocks. That’s my scientific analysis, and I’m sticking with it.