In preparation for my parents 50th Anniversary weekend, We drove north from Pasco to Wenatchee, where we picked up my great aunt Evelyn for the drive to Seattle. We arrived in Wenatchee a little early, so we decided to do some jeep hunting before picking up Evelyn.

Okay, I might not have mentioned the ‘jeep hunting’ part of that to Ann. Instead, I think I probably suggested something more innocent, like “how about we tour downtown Wenatchee?” But, between you all, me and the computer, I was jeep hunting.

It didn’t take long to find our first jeep. And, wouldn’t you know it, it was downtown! How convenient for us 🙂 This CJ-5 is part of a Gas for Less retro gas station display (museum?) on the main street of Wenatchee. I tried to learn more about the station online, but all I found were photos. Here’s a nice shot of the station.

15 minutes later, after entering the city of East Wenatchee, we encountered a second jeep, which looked to be a CJ-3A.

After finding the CJ-3A, we picked up my great aunt and headed for Seattle. The drive through Blewett Pass was beautiful, as the leaves had turned a beautiful yellow (similar in color to the 3A above).  While most of the drive to Seattle was filled with blue sky, about forty miles from my folks place fog enveloped us. We saw no more sun for the next two days.

Saturday started with a trip down to Bonney Lake so I could pick up my T-18 transmission (and bellhousing a few other parts). When I arrived, Daryl was showing Brian (you might know from Jeep Thing on Facebook) and Joe (who made their own trek from Kennewick) around his place. So, Ann pulled out her camera and captured the four of us.

On Saturday night, twenty five of us gathered for the 50th anniversary party.  Here’s a rare photo of my sister, mother, father and I. We don’t have many family photos like this.

And, this is the cake my sister made. It told the story of my parents: their births, their meeting, their family, their careers/hobbies, and their grandchildren.  Of course, no cake would have been complete without a jeep, even if it is made with fondant.