Sprague was a small burg with a downtown of large, lovely buildings, a neighborhood of bungalows and two-story Victorians, a beautiful brick church on the hill, and a couple roadside stops on the highway.
|Watching over what's left of the little town|
|This lot had about 30 very cool, old cars and trucks|
|Remember little places like The Viking?|
The other is how pretty it is. After our off-ramp location for the last week, this grassy site beside the water was perfect. Quail, duck, geese and pelicans entertained us while the sunsets were beautiful.
|Lake side in Sprague, WA|
|So funny looking|
We are taking Hwy 395 to SoCal and could have driven into Oregon on our first leg. Most would have.
But we are living this life because we want to see things we haven't seen before. We would have missed this pretty little lake, the interesting landscape, and the small dying town looking like it has so many stories to tell.