We drove up to Crater Lake yesterday. The weather was perfect, the drive was beautiful, the company was great (Mother Mary was along), it wasn't too crowded and we had a lovely time. We didn't do much hiking. We did some walking. It wore us out. We are lazy arses.
Jack was in awe of the size of the lake and more than a little frustrated not to be allowed to swim in it. Both he and Katie watched a little slide show about how Crater Lake came to be, and have been drawing different types of volcanoes ever since we got home.
Southern Oregon really ain't so bad. I knew that though. Vic does now.
—Jen
