Potholes State Park (Moses Lake, WA)
I stopped at the Redmond Library and checked my email. Farther north I drove 55 mph through the dry high desert of Eastern Oregon. North of Madras was a fire burning fields in what looked to me to be the middle of nowhere but was probably someone's farm and livelihood.
At The Dalles, I spent way too much money on lunch again at Burgberville USA, but I had to have Walla Walla Sweet Onion Rings and a shake. It was a hot dry day. I crossed the Columbia and survived the winds of the gorge.
It was a miserably hot drive through the middle of nowhere before I arrived at Potholes State Park. I asked the attendant about the name and she said there were a bunch of small bodies of water called "Potholes" in the area before the O'Sullivan Dam was built to make Moses Lake.
The tent sites were similar to something you would see on the Oregon coast. No cover and very close to each other. I found an adequate site near the day use area, boat ramp, and showers. I found a nicer site but did not take it because three sites over were three teenage boys playing their dads pickup stereo with the dooirs open. Around 10 pm the did the same thing on the boat ramp near my site waiting for their father to come in with the boat.
I spent a couple of hours on web pages in the shade in the day use area, went for an hour long bike ride, and retired around 10:30 pm. The sunset was beautiful as a result of the smoke from the Lake Chelan Forest fire. From what I heard on the radio this fire is approaching the area I camped in near Twisp and Winthrop and they no longer allow campfires in that area. I don't think I had one most nights I was there anyway.
I was in striking distance of Montana. I had not mapped out a route yet. Tomorrow was another day I would have to find a place to stay.