I was in Yakima when it blew. We had no idea, and my mother and I went up to the other farm to do some irrigation work that morning. I saw this black ugly storm cloud heading our way, and we hurried back home. it was the strangest thing, you know when you see the very light snow swirling behind passing cars?
We could see that on the way home, but not the ash itself. Just those swirls.
The ash started to fall in earnest about 9:30, and the sun glowed red to the east, and then just went away. It made a noise on the metal roof of the patio, and all sorts of little sparrows landed in there. They were totally confused and you could just pick them up.
About 4:30 the sun burned through again, red. and then it got dark again.
I had a 1974 Cornbinder 1700 flatbed dump, and spent the next three weeks hauling ash for the city of Selah. It got really hot the weeks after, and I got burnt on the left arm and side of my face from having the window down and arm out. Even though I changed filters a couple of times, the old 392 split a piston. We guess it was from ash infiltration.