Saturday: third day.
Went to sleep last night in Montana after leaving Whitefish. Woke up this morning in Washington aroundSpokane. There were more junk cars but things suddenly started to change and became more scenic. We followed the Columbia River for over 200 miles , at times it seemed we were actually riding on the river. This was a day ov very beautiful scenery. Cothing compares to what I saw at Mt. Hood. As we rounded a curve in the track there was a huge mountain covered with snow. It dominated the whole landscape. This is one spectacular sight you would have to see to appreciate its beauty. It was on to Portland, Oregon and a new state to see. Here we had a four hour layover. We freshened up in the R.R. while we were there. We rode a bus downtown and ate at a place called “Good Dog, Bad Dog” in the city of Roses. We went back to the station to catch the Coast Starlight from Portland to San Francisco. With this new train line on the west coast comes new passengers and encounters. Last night, Tackett and I had the “Orphis-meister” behind us with air coming from every orphis in his body. His grunts sounded like continually trying to start an old uncooperative car. The one that woke us was the sound like an elephant with his trunk raised, makes as he charges at his prey. John and Dad have two girls thinking they’re at the drive-in together. The one thing I forgot to say about the orphis man was he had the nerve to blame me and Tackett for the farting and other noises to the women setting behind him. It’s starting to rain and they’re going to show “National Treasure” in the club car.