This, folks, is where I spent a large portion of my childhood from age 7 ‘til age 13. That town at the left edge of the lake-like river structure is Brewster, WA. If you follow the Columbia to the right and down, you’ll see Bridgeport. Just east of there is the Chief Joseph Dam. Between Brewster and Bridgeport along the south shore of the river is what’s called the Bridgeport Bar, where I’ve lived in at least three different houses that I can think off right off-hand. And if you click-drag the map a bit north and west and follow the road west out of Brewster and then up into the Indian Dan Canyon you can see where the road sort of zigzags as it goes down one side of a valley and back up the other. Right there is where my grandmother used to live, and that’s the first house we stayed in when we moved into the area. I think. (My memory’s a bit fuzzy.)
Near as I can tell from this semi-recent satellite imagery, not much has physically changed about the place. Hmm. Go figure, eh?