We headed south from Sunriver mid-morning with Crater Lake being our lunchtime destination. The drive was nice and the weather cooled to a comfortable temperature. We rolled into Crater Lake about 12:30p and made our way to the Rim Village.
This was Kevin's third national park in less than a year, which isn't too bad. Yellowstone last September, Mt. Haleakela in May, and now Crater Lake in July. (It was driving through Crater Lake where he realized he'd add a fourth, Redwood National Park, a few days later in Northern California.)
We walked along the rim showing the girls the lake and explaining its origins. After taking a quick look at the historic Crater Lake Lodge, we found a spot on the rim for lunch. Afterward, we walked down the overlook and checked out the displays about the lake. Soon, we were back on the road heading south toward the N. Umpqua River and our camping spot. But first, Grace made us stop so she could walk in snow during the summer time.
We camped at Horseshoe Bend Campground, a US Forest Service camp right on the river. It was nice, particularly by Forest Service standards, even had flush toilets (a must on Katie's list).
Almost forgot, when we arrived as Grace went to get out of the car she asked where her flip flops were. Uh oh. Remember that walk in the snow? They were wet on the bottom after that and Kevin took them off of her to put her in the car. He set them on the roof, and it wasn't until we got to Horseshoe Bend and Grace went to find them did he remember where he'd left them.
After dinner (bbq cheeseburgers, mmm), Kevin headed down to the river to fish. Starting July 1, the restrictions on the North Umpqua are even more restrictive! Not only is it fly fishing only, but you can only use one fly at a time, it can't be weighted (not even a beadhead) and you can't use an indicator when nymphing. All three are techniques Kevin uses! So, he went dry fly, put on a parachute Adams, and cast to small rising trout. Seven fish in about an hour isn't too bad, even if they are only 3-7" long! As he likes to say, "We wouldn't have gone hungry." He was happy that his first time on one of Oregon's hallowed streams was at least productive.
Bed around 10p to the sound of the river.
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