Camping at Soda Lake

Sometimes last minute trips are the best-- such was this one. We woke up to a dreary Saturday morning (July 3rd) and decided to get out of the gloom and go to the other side of the state in search of the sun. A few hours later, we'd packed up and headed out of town, intending to stay in Moses Lake/Pot holes (but everyone else must have had the same idea, and our hopes of getting away didn't include a crowd). Amazingly on our way out of town, we happened to turn onto a deserted, dusty road and found this place-- Soda Lake. So perfect; we set up camp overlooking the lake, and loved the fishing, the dirt, and the escape to nowhere!
We only stayed for 1 night (lots of wind and noisy coyotes convinced us to move on). We drove down to Pasco on the night of the 4th (where Rusty and I lived when we first got married), and enjoyed the firework show as we drove into town. We crashed in a hotel for the night, and visited old friends and old haunts the next day. We really miss that area! It was beautiful weather and though we were sad to end our last minute trip, it's always good to get home. Only bad part about the trip-- some of the things I forgot to pack in my haste (um, hair brush or comb-- let me tell you about wind-blown hair!, toothbrushes for the kids, and a few other things we survived without), and we were sad to lose Cole's glasses on our way out of town. He's been struggling a bit this last week without them, but we have ordered 2 more pairs and he is excited about new glasses.

Really, the kids are happy to be home (can't you tell by their faces?)