Yakima, Washington --> Lewiston, Idaho

June 25, 2004

We wake up with the sun - at about 5:30 in the morning. At first it is cool but it stars warming up almost instantly. As it is lighting up I take pictures of the surrounding and David packs up our things.
   

There are no trees around so we use a sagebrush bush as a bathroom. Just as I get done I see a snake right beside me! I was lucky I did not pee on it..
   

We take off at about 7 and start heading towards Spokane, Washington with an idea to stop on the way in the Tri-Cities area.
   

We drive and drive and drive and somewhere in all this  driving we take a wrong turn. Instead of getting to Richland we drive towards the border of Oregon state and there is no way to turn around until we cross the state border. This is somewhere where we did not want to come. We reassess our map and make adjustments in our direction. We decide to skip Spokane and head to Lewiston, Idaho instead.
   

We drive and drive. It is hot and not so interesting. And the bus develops a problem. The battery [aku] light comes on and won´t go off any more. It is really bad because it meant that the battery is not charging and if it gets empty we can not start the bus any more. The way the bus engine is made you can not start it with jumper cables either. David stops the bus and studies his  books to see what could be wrong. It seems the problem could be in two parts either the alternator (which costs about $150) or the regulator (which costs about $40). We hope it is not the alternator.
   
We keep driving and hoping we´ll find a car part store. This corner of the Washington state is pretty empty - towns are very small and there are not too many of them. Mostly it is just hills covered in sagebrush.
   
It is about 5 o´clock in the afternoon when we finally reach the Idaho border. The first car parts store does not have either of the parts we need. But they point us to the direction of a Volkswagen repair shop.

   

We go there and they have a regulator. David tries it on and we have to sigh. The battery light still comes on. He gives the part back to the men in the repair shop and keeps chatting with them. At one point one of the guys offers that we can take an alternator out of an old Porsche 914 that stands in their parking lot. We can have it for free but we have to get it out ourselves because their workday is over and is is Friday evening and they want to go and drink. David puts on his working on the bus clothes and starts digging in the engine. The first great discovery is that there is a wasp nest right in that car. So we go off the a grocery store and buy a bottle of Raid wasp killer. He sprays the area and keeps digging and prodding and banging. After about two hours he appears with an alternator.

   
By now it is starting to get dark so we go off to find a campground because we can not really use our headlights - they would kill our battery. The closest campground is full but for $7 we can sleep on the parking lot. It has been a hot day and we are sweaty and stinky but the showers are closed for the evening. We go and wash ourselves in the dark in a river. We go to sleep and hope that the alternator will work tomorrow.