Monday, March 26, 2018

Road Trip: Seattle to Rossland, BC

One of my favorite things to do is going places I've never been before. I love filling in places on the map with real time adventure.

So I jumped at a recent invite to road trip to Rossland, a charming historic mining town turned outdoors mecca in the famous Kootenay Rockies Region of British Columbia, Canada. While our goal was skiing at Red Mountain, first I have to tell you about the great road trip there from Seattle.

When people outside the Pacific Northwest think of Washington, they usually think hipster-ish Seattle, coffee, rain, deep green forests, and the sea.  Of course our region is much more varied and dramatically different east of the Cascade Crest.

I pulled out my dog-eared copy of Roadside Geology of Washington to learn more about the country we passed through. Some 200 million years ago, much of what became Washington consisted of two large islands drifting in the Pacific Ocean. One after the other they "docked" onto the west coast of the North American continent, which was once almost as far east as Idaho.  

On first part of our trip, from near Puget Sound to Wenatchee on US Route 2 (the Stevens Pass Scenic Byway), we traversed the ancient North Cascades subcontinent. This micro-continent was one of the former islands that collided and merged into what is today the western edge of the Columbia River Plateau.

The former "west coast"
We snuck over to Leavenworth Thursday pm to get a head start on the long drive to Rossland the next day (with a few planned stops). A dusky pink alpenglow hovered over the mountains surrounding town as we arose early Friday, a good harbinger for the day ahead.


As we drove southeast towards Wenatchee, the sun was still below the surrounding mountains. After turning northward onto Route 97 along the Columbia River toward Chelan (our first stop), the sunlight was just cresting the hilltops along the river, to lovely effect.



This much more arid country east of the Cascades is characterized by rolling hills, rocky outcrops, and sparse vegetation. I call it the "dry side."

After a quick stop in Chelan for an errand and to grab a hot drink, we dropped back down to the river and continued northward. The town of Chelan lies at the edge of the glacial moraine formed by the receding glacier thousands of years ago that scoured what became Lake Chelan. [Interesting factoid: The bottom of Lake Chelan is lower than sea level.]

Lake Chelan

We followed the Columbia River, which is dammed into a series of submissive "lakes" along this route, until it drifted eastward toward Grand Coulee Dam and we continued north.


I call this shot "lonesome pine."
After leaving the river behind, we passed through the thoroughly eastern Washington small towns of Okanogan, Omak, and Tonasket. We're definitely not in Seattle anymore Toto.

Downtown Tonasket
A quick shout-out to Shannon's Deli & Cafe in Tonasket, where we stopped for a breakfast sandwich on the way to B.C. and for a slice of not too tart, not too sweet, just right berry pie on the way home.

And for you geology geeks, Tonasket marks the southern edge and west coast of the former Okanogan island continent (comparable to the North Cascades subcontinent) that also docked against North America about 100 million years ago.

At Tonasket we turned right (eastward) on Highway 20 and enjoyed beautiful, snowy, mountainous scenery as the highway angled northeast towards the town of Republic. There's a whole lot of not much out here but lovely scenery and scattered ranches and homes (see the shot at the top of this post).


These remote mountains of northeastern Washington are home to most of the wolf packs that have returned to our state the last decade or so. 

After a stop in Republic for provisions (snacks, a map), we turned north past Curlew and on up to the border crossing at Danville. Several deer were trudging through the snow along the Kettle River as we passed by.

Downtown Republic
Grand Forks, BC, just across the US border, was our destination for a few hours in the afternoon to visit family. This small town, among many others in this part of BC, is becoming a landing spot for refugees escaping the prohibitively expensive cost of living around Vancouver on the coast. Evidence of this transformation shows in some great coffee shops and cafes.

We enjoyed excellent coffee and tea at Kocomo's, owned by a friendly mother and son duo.



From Grand Forks on to Rossland, another 80 minutes of driving through the mountains, I was too distracted with anticipation to take any more photos. So you'll just have to check back in a few day for the next post about Rossland and Red Mountain. :)

What is your favorite road trip around the Northwest, or anywhere? Would love to hear in a comment below.

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When You Go
Our total driving time from Seattle to Rossland was between 8 and 9 hours, factoring in stops along the way. We opted to drive north and go over Highway 2 instead of I-90 for an overnight in Leavenworth en route, then north on Highway 97 near Wenatchee, then east onto Highway 20 at Tonasket, then north onto Highway 21 just past Republic to the Danville border crossing, then east-northeast on Highway 3 past Grand Forks, then south onto Highway 38 to Rossland. Sorry, all the routes I searched for online don't show this exact route. Here's a map showing the region and a fairly close route that travels farther east before cutting north. 




 

3 comments:

Suezy Proctor said...

Jill...so homesick for North Eastern Washington, I couldn't wait for you to post on Facebook, so logged in. I enjoyed the drive vicariously through your photos and narrative. Thank you for the text!!!!

Anne said...

Road trips....gotta love them if you are not in a hurry...I do love the short one from Seattle with the ferry to Bainbridge, across Agate Pass, where you can drop down to see the site of Old Man House where Chief Seattle lived toward the end of his life, and to visit his glorious gravesite with spectacular views back to his namesake city and Mt. Rainier. Then up to Port Townsend and I always love passing by the tiny "The Egg and I" road where author Betty McDonald lived on a farm. Favorite trip of all time was the week in Wales, staying in both stately homes and farmhouse accommodations, during prime rhododendron time. No freeways in sight.

jill said...

Suezy, so glad you enjoyed the "drive" along with me. I knew you would. Thanks for commenting!

Anne, oh that trip in Wales sounds fantastic! Thanks for you comment.