Tragically, I have only 5 public holidays each year (bloody awful, don't get Anzac day, Australia day or Good Friday, don't know what the locals are thinking?). The first weekend of September is one of these 5 days with Labor Day (yep, no "u", more craziness).
To celebrate we decided to take Rocky-m on a road trip to Crater Lake in Southern Oregon. Crater Lake is a huge lake in a 7,700 year old volcanic crater in the top of a big mountain. All the photos we had seen were stunning so we headed off to see it.
We left later on Fri night and had a nice clear run through to Portland, stayed the night and spent Saturday morning wine tasting in the Willamette Valley. Picked up some lovely Pinot among other things from Rex Hill Winery and Calrton Wine Studio.
We then headed off in to the wilderness to stay in a cabin by a river in the national park. It was a lovely drive, plenty of tight corners to test Rocky on, although Kev took it pretty easy on her, big softy!
We stayed at a place called The Steamboat Inn. No phone reception, middle of nowhere. We had dinner at the Inn. They only do one sitting and everyone is seated at long group tables. We were lucky enough to be sat with 6 other interesting people. We discovered across the night that we had one Austrian, one South African and 4 Americans along with us two, none of us from the Pacific Northwest, an interesting mix.
The next morning Kev dragged me out of bed early allowing 2 hours to drive to Crater Lake, 15 mins to check in for the boat tour and 45 mins to walk down in to the crater to get the boat tour. Now my policy is not to get out of bed before 10 on a weekend so this was a bit of a struggle.
Anyway, made it out on time and it was my turn to drive. Had a lovely time driving through the mountains with no traffic and made record time to Crater Lake - 1 hour. We got up to the tour-shack way early, parked, opened the doors and.....FROZE! It had dropped to 0/32 degrees and was chucking it down with ice-daggers. I rooted around in to boot putting on as many clothes as I could find while Kev stood in the ice-daggers waiting for the slowest human being on the planet to "check us in". About 45 minutes later we got to the front of the line to discover that all the tours so far had been cancelled because it was so windy on the lake. He said we could walk down in to the crater on the off chance our tour was heading out in the next hour.
We headed off, walking down in to the crater the equivalent to 67 flights of stairs, freezing every step of the way. Got to the bottom, tour was cancelled. It was however incredibly beautiful. The lake is up to 600 meters deep and has a small volcanic island in the middle. The crater is huge and apparently the water is the cleanest in the world (I think that Lake Mackenzie on Fraser Island is, but hey, who's arguing).
So, we looked around, froze, I went to the eco-dunnies (gagged the whole time) and then we headed back up the crater. 67-flights of very steep stairs later, we jumped in Rocky-m and turned the heated seats on. So, while we didn't spend the whole date at Crater Lake, it was beautiful, we're pleased we went, but the visit was short. We did however meet the Griswalds on the way out, Kev took their photo just moments before the 10 of them ran shouting down towards the car - kids, dog, grandparents and parents - and noisily piled in to their mini-bus. Really, it was the Griswalds.
Although our time in Crater Lake was cut short, we did have a lovely time in Bend, Oregan, played a bit of golf at this cool new course and did a bit of shopping. We had a long drive back on Monday to Seattle and decided to take the scenic route through Mt Rainer National Park - it was raining and totally fogged in so we saw bugger all, never mind.
Last weekend we staying in Seattle for a change. Played a bit of golf - Kev and I both eagled a hole with Kev playing in from 140 yards out and me chipping in from a sand bunker, so funny, total fluke. This coming weekend we're off to Ohio for Rich and Makayla's wedding party. All going to plan we'll pick up 4 new states by flying in to the Kentucky airport in Cincinnati and then cruising through Indiana and West Virginia in the convertible we've hired. Fingers crossed for good weather!
Col