Day 4 June 9, 2017 Crater Lake to Ashland

It was cool and overcast when we awoke so, we hung out in the Lodge's Great Hall for a few hours enjoying the fireplace and the surroundings and reading the paper and emails. The internet was spotty, but no urgency. Breakfast consisted of some fruit and cheese

that we had been hauling around and hotel drinks.

The Lodge was opened in 1915 shortly after the area was declared a National Park. It closed in the 1990s for major renovation. It is open only from May to October and hard to get reservations. The Great Hall has a massive stone fireplace and there are additional fireplaces in the Lobby and dining room. The back of the Lodge has a breathtaking view of the Lake. Rocking chairs on the large back porch offer a relaxing, and in my two experiences a chilly, view of Crater Lake’s deep blue waters.

The Lake was formed when the top of a volcano imploded and the resulting crater gradually filled with water. I think it is the deepest lake in the continental US. It is replenished solely by rain and snowmelt, so it is clean and clear. However, about a century ago it was stocked with two varieties of fish. (The Ranger conceded that was a mistake.) It is so large that it creates its own mini climate

We had a lengthy conversation with a tall female hiker. She has been hiking portions of the Pacific Crest Trail which runs through Crater Lake Park, although not close to the Lodge (it also runs through Lassen, although this time of year it was snow covered there.), but doing it “backwards”, from the north rather than the typical south to north route. She was not staying in the Lodge, but was there to get the free coffee and out of the cold.  She had hiked several h hundred miles of the Trail and was thinking of returning to her husband in Seattle. The Trail runs through the Park, but not very close to the Lodge. I could not figure out where she had spent the night or how she had gotten to the Lodge so early since the nearest campgrounds in the Park were several miles away and she did not appear to have a car.  She spoke very disparagingly of the woman who’s hiking the trail had been the subject of a book and movie (“Wild”) staring Reese Witherspoon) claiming that she had hiked less than half the trail and had failed to properly understand what such a hike required, e.g., bought too big a pack and then overloaded it.

After checking out and loading up the car, we took a hike around the rim road, now closed to auto traffic and not open all around the Lake due to snow. It was intermittently sunny, but brisk. The road we were walking on frequently had steep and tall walls of snow lining it. We took several side trips to the lake’s edge over the snow and were rewarded with breathtaking views of the Lake and Wizard Island. We walked a few miles until we came to a road repair crew. One member was holding a large stop sign even though there was no vehicular traffic. We could have gone beyond them, but instead we turned around and then drove down the mountain to the Visitor Center.

At the Visitor’s Center, we watched a movie and wandered through the gift shop. One of the Rangers was very talkative. I purchased a book on lodges in the national parks. Never found the charging station.

We drove west on highway 62 descending through beautiful green forest. We passed through some very small towns but could not find a grocery to purchase a picnic lunch. Finally, we went into a park/marina where we  purchased and ate lunch by the water.  

Made a side trip to a small, relatively new, winery off route 227. Tasted our flight of Oregon wines and then purchased a couple of bottles and a corkscrew. We attempted to go to a noted cheese shop, the Creamery, in Crown Point, a very non-descript town, but we just missed closing time.

We arrived at our motel in Ashland about 6. We stayed about 2 miles from the center of town at the Roadway Inn. Nothing special, but at our request we were given a room at the end on the first floor so we could charge up the car from in the room.  I replenished our food supply from a local supermarket. Turkey and cheese lettuce wraps in the room, along with our newly purchased wine for dinner avoiding a rainstorm.