Leaving Eugene, we head into one of those mountain clouds. Or maybe an ordinary fog. Eugene is only a few hundred feet above sea level, with the Cascade Volcano Range to the east and the Pacific Range to the west.
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And into the bright fog we drive
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We stopped to see another dam. The causeway is suffering from blackberries. This bramble is a plague on the ecosystem of this region. Karen eats them wherever she finds them. Like along this dam.
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Looking toward the dam. It was cool to be there, but I see that the image is less than evocative.
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Another view from that dam, showing more what I was there to see. I love cascades of mountains.
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I did have a feeling that the dam was not actually encouraging tourists. But I didn't see this sign till I scrambled back up the railroad embankment after my visit. Karen had her fall for this fall trip while following me along the goat trail I automatically used. Just a minor scrape, a developing bruise, and a sore shoulder.
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A classic phone booth at a rest area. I would obey the sign about limiting long distance calls to 5 minutes. But the phone itself hasn't been there for quite a while.
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Tis the season when roads and facilities are closing. Crater Lake buildings will be open for about a week more.
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I do like to take a long view.
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At the first view area off the North gate of Crater Lake. The wind chill seemed to be well below freezing, but the temperature must be above.
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The colors here have to be experienced firsthand to be believed. Karen is standing next to my tripod as it takes a slow view of the moving clouds.
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There is a sign at the entrance saying something like, if you slip over the edge, you will die. I only went up to the edge to take this shot of Karen guarding my time-lapse exposure over the crater.
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Another sign that the season is over: Informational signs are down for cleaning and repair. Yes, another time-lapse exposure.
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Karen at the edge of the crater, with cascades behind her.
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Peering across the crater to see the cascading volcano range.
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This is a typical edge of the road in Crater Lake National Park. Basically: 1 line, 6" of pavement, and then oblivion. No guard rails to spoil the view.
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Local resident asks for alms
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Karen catches a shot of Dan during a time-lapse exposure.
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I like perspective and mirages
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Glowing glass insulators on telegraph poles, cows in the field, gleaming railroad tracks, and foothills. I like shiny things.
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Clouds over Lake Klamath from a moving car.
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A) Oregon is slow. They apparently never revisited the 1980's "55 saves lives" principle.B) Just "Speed". Not limit, no minimum, and a big, bold number. These Oregon signs are simply different than those any other state uses.
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It's Lake Klamath. And ducks. And mountains. And somehow a telegraph pole in the middle of it. An odd juxtaposition that somehow calls to my travel-addled mind
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Karen had been craving berry pie, and been frustrated at several stops today. On a whim, she whipped off the highway into Mollie's lot in the town of Klamath Falls. It was a local diner and truck stop; very authentic. And they did have berry pie served hot with big scoops of vanilla ice cream.
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I see steam, but no smoke, from this town on a lake. I'm guessing new cue lure. Oddly for me, I didn't bother to look it up.
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Squinting into the sun, Welcome to California
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Trouble ahead. Dark, wet clouds. And you can see the shoulder of Mt Shasta there. Not a good sign for a good sight of the mountain today.
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We stopped to get a slightly better glimpse of Shasta (and do a time lapse segment). After our rainier Rainier adventure, we glimpse what peaks we can.
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We drove through some rain, and out the other side. Hopeful for the mountain view as we approach Shasta.
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Still drizzly, Karen shields the time lapse camera as we watch Shasta, hopeful for a view.But if we get towed, who do we call?
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And Shasta did shed her veil and show us her tip as my time lapse watched.
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We stopped to see the sunset. No time lapse; battery died.
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Karen also took shots of the sunset. She used the flash to show up the foreground flowers.As we drove down the road, we saw others had pulled over to watch this show.
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Karen caught me and Shasta as we headed into Weed, CA. She doesn't like this picture. But I like to disclose the maniac in me.
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