Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Day 14, Bend, OR., to Crater Lake, OR., to Albany, Or


Along the way the best laid plans are likely to go astray.  Today was one of those days. The plan was to drive due south from Bend Oregon, hang a right (west) and drop into Crater Lake via the North entrance and drive the rim road.  Locals will recognize the flaw in that plan immediately.   The North Entrance is still buried under lots of snow. The picture is Gloria in front of a snow bank which is almost completely hiding the Visitor's Center.

 Although the North Entrance and most of the rim road, a spectacular drive around the rim of the caldera that houses Crater Lake, were closed the South entrance was plowed, but took a long drive through the Cascade mountains. This was not all bad since the roads initially led through magnificent forests and gorges.


This shot of the road approaching Rim Village, right on the edge of the Crater, gives you another view of how deep the snow can get even in mid June.



We climbed up on snow pack nearly as high as the buildings and got a look and a couple of pictures of the lake.  I have a panoramic shot of the lake but can’t figure how to upload it just yet, so here is a still of the love of my life in front of one of the most beautiful lakes in the world. 

The drive toward the coast took us over some other mountain passes and more beautiful country.  Tall trees, deep gorges, snow covered mountain tops were around every corner. 


We blasted through Eugene where there was no room at the Inn (apparently any inn) when we made reservations in May, so we stayed at a very nice Holiday Inn Express in Albany which reinforced the need for us to experiment with other chains.  The value here is excellent – all the amenities, a room big enough to park the car inside, and mid range in price between the Hampton Inns and the Day’s Inn in Bend.  I will travel smarter on the trip home. 

Later today we get to meet mystery writers Carolyn Rose and Mike Nettleton.  Carolyn has been helping me with my mystery novel, On The Level, in which handyman and architecture student Franklin Breault learns that it may be necessary to tolerate a little crookedness in life, love and architecture.

Thanks for checking in with us.

David

2 comments:

Andrew said...

Pictures of that snow make me glad we live in the northeast. Yikes!

Alex said...

Thank you - I feel I am taking the trip with you.
Alex