Blewett Pass

How far are you going?" "Seattle." "Honest.

Say, kid, this is-- My boy, we shall have the rare privilege of pooling adventures as far as Blewett Pass, four to six days' run from here, a day this side of Seattle.

I'm going to my gold mine there.

I'll split up on the grub.

Montana or Idaho?" "Neither.

In the Valley of Dream." "Oh, that one.

Huh." "But I happen to back them up with a perfectly undreamlike gold mine, prospected for it in a canyon near Blewett Pass and found it, begum.

And my lady wife, erstwhile fairest among the society favorites of North Yakima, now guards it against her consort's return.

So kind of like just east of Winthrop.

and around Blewett Pass.

So I want to just let you know that even though it's fall now and the weather has certainly changed to fall in Western Washington, there are still smoldering fires, the Little Giant Fire and a couple others.

And there is still some smoke in the Cascades.