Growing up on highway 2, I like to believe it was the simple fact of familiar reliability that has encouraged my fascination with so much of the rest of the world. Not much has changed in all the small towns that dot the 330 mile byway, which started as a wagon trail path in the 1800s. Despite it stretching the entire span of Washington, few people know of it and even fewer travel by it. Running parallel to I-90, it begins in the downtown streets of Everett but its full length reaches all the way to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. But within Washington, it stretches through dozens of small farm towns, most of which don't even have stoplights.
Each of these small towns are as similar as they are different. All small communities, I believe them to be some of the best places to grow up, to appreciate the simplicity of home and to explore spaces far from the beaten path.
This small project I started to break up the monotony of many long lonely drives. Highway 2 however, goes through all of my favorite parts of Washington and no matter how many times I see it, I am continually inspired to pull over and really look. Examining the odd, the old and the once loved.
These images for me are a sort of record; rural American life mixed with the historical background of a once booming agricultural backgrounded area, now slowly reaching a threshold, in which family businesses are some of the only things keeping them around.
This small town is the frist when travelling west from Spokane. I hope to document all of the rural communities on highway 2.
Here's to getting off the beaten path once in awhile.
thanks for looking,