Poor Mr. Burns

We were actually in front of the media...he he he
We got to have coffee and donuts with the Oregon/Washington elite...mnnn donuts.

Right after the echoing BOOM and the concussion passed, Katie mentioned how nice it is to know when a bomb is about to go off.

Prior to the implosion, we noticed there were some harp seals sleeping soundly next on a floating dock next to our viewpoint, they got scared off by the chest reverbarating explosion, decided all was well, then casually swam upstream towards the fish ladders at the Bonniville dam to feast on Salmon.
We drove home to catch up on sleep.