Sunday, September 4, 2016

Nevada to U, You, Ewe, Utahhhhh...

The ride from Diamond Lake, Oregon to our first stop, Winnemucca, Nevada, was like something out of the Twilight Zone. We drove for almost 100 miles on a one-lane highway loaded with mountain passes (Rt. 140) before we reached any sort of civilized “town,” and I use the term “town” loosely. We climbed up to the top of Quartz Mountain Pass (5504 ele.), Drews Gap Summit (5305 ele.) and Crane Mountain Pass (8456 ele.). Little Miss did a great job of getting us up and over each and every one of them. Gone were the lush, green Oregon forests and back were the central mountain ranges that are tan and mostly barren, yet intriguing.

Rt. 140 treated us to some magnificent views and one was more beautiful and unique than the next. Some of the mountain ranges we crossed or viewed were the Bilk Creek and Jackson Mountains and the Santa Rosa and Black Rock Ranges. I snapped photo after photo, thinking that what I was seeing just had to be the best...then, we would crest another mountain pass and see even more sublime vistas.




Lunch break up at Emigrant Pass (6114 ele.)

Now why aren't there more of these tunnels through the mountains?

Beautiful rock formations caused by erosion.
 

Our stay in Winnemucca, which is located in north western NV, turned out to be at the local Walmart. The lot had many RV's and tractor trailers already positioned for the night. George befriended the gentleman in the RV on our driver's side and came to find out that he had been full-timing in his Class A for 30 years. 

Some of the other RV's looked as if they could actually be full-timing there, and George's new friend confirmed our guess. It was his second night there and he said the Class C opposite us had been there when he arrived and they didn't look like they were leaving anytime soon. I don't think George's friend was leaving anytime soon either.

In the morning, we walked down to the store to pick up a few necessities, bid a farewell to our neighbor and got back on I-80 East towards our next stop, Wendover, NV. 

West Wendover KOA turned out to be a pricey dive of a place with the only attractions in the area consisting of about four casinos, several hotels/motels, a gas station and a couple of RV parks. We were glad we only needed one night, because it was a little eerie and quite desolate - even with all the neon lights.

As soon as we got settled in,  I booked us a three-night stay at our next stop which would be the Springville/Prov KOA in Utah. We were ready to get off the road for a couple of days.

Another sticker on our map!

A "point of interest" along the long highway.  Turned out to be artwork imitating nature.
Not snow and ice, but the white salt that makes up the Great Salt Lake Dessert.


Lttle Miss with the mountains in the distance.
The next stop was a KOA in Utah that turned out to be a very nice campground with large pull-through sites. Only the last night found us with a pretty full house. We were lucky to book these RV parks without any problem during this Labor Day weekend.

Our last day there found us discovering and exploring Salt Lake City, UT.  We both fell in love with the city - its clean, modern look, the museums, artwork, transportation system, restaurant choices and ease of parking make it a vibrant, friendly, busy, yet accessible city.
 
My main reason for us driving up to Salt Lake City was to access ancestry information contained in the Genealogical Society of Utah building. Upon entering, I was shocked at the enormity of it all. The huge building had several floors and each floor was dedicated to one or more nationalities. After a short introduction with a Greeter, we were instructed to go to the 2nd floor to search for my European ancestors.

Once the elevator doors opened, we found ourselves standing in an immense library filled with huge books, maps and art decor to match the region. There was a section, the size of half a gymnasium that held dozens upon dozens of computer stations that were equipped with 30" monitors. Comfortable chairs and plenty of space between stations provided the necessary room to spread out your paperwork or research books - and this was just one floor. 

It was a wonderland to me and I could have spent the whole day there. I was assigned a "Missionary," named Diane, who was a specialist in Italian heritage research. All of my queries were left unanswered due to the fact that Italy has not yet fully published their records for public viewing. Currently, records only go back to 1845 and the ones I needed started at 1863. 

Diane was quite helpful, though, in showing me how to contact the proper jurisdictions to obtain birth, death and marriage certificates. There is even a link that will help me write the letter in Italian. I was totally fascinated with the entire process, which is free to the general public. It was founded (and funded) by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and all the individuals working in this building are Missionaries for the purpose of helping others. They will assist anyone, of any religion, and I found that to be a wonderful service. For anyone interested in researching your family heritage, they offer a free ancestry search link: https://familysearch.org

Captain America.
Interestingly for us, our visit to Salt Lake City coincided with the 4th Annual Comic Con Convention. Comic Con has a huge following and at its first convention in 2013 over 120,000 comic book aficionados attended. If you like comics or superheros, this was THE place to be the first weekend of September of 2016.

George and I recognized several of the fans who were decked out in costumes, like Captain America, Superwoman and Batman, but there were many of which we had no clue and couldn't even guess. We did ask a guy I called "Fox-Face" who he was dressed as, but couldn't understand what he said, so I just snapped the picture, smiled and walked away.  

We ended up touring the city and even riding the FREE train that drops you off at several major intersections. This same train will also take you to the cities just north and south of SLC, but there is a $2.50 charge for those distances, which was a real bargain. The train was immaculate, quiet and swift. George remarked that he thought we were on a Disney Monorail.

We had a great day made even better by fabulous weather. Temps pushed up to 91 degrees, but very little humidity and a slight breeze made it feel cooler.

 Below is a pictorial essay of our day:

 
Fox-Face - besides the mask, I think he had a speech impediment, so couldn't understand who is his character was.


We saw several families attending together.

Notice the red paint on the signs. I couldn't figure it out until much later - see below.

We saw a lot of bows and arrows.
No idea....

You could take a ride in a bike pull-cart. Most peddlers were dressed for the occasion.


This original log cabin was furnished as it would have originally been. It was amazing that this tiny home held two full-sized beds, a dresser, a dining table, a yarn spinner, a stove for heating and cooking and shelves for storage.
I decided to play around with the settings on our camera and succeeded with this photo.
The train, as you can see, runs right down the center of the city.
One of the city buses. Red, white and blue designs emblazon all the public transportation.
One section of interesting artwork outside of the convention center.
Another section...very thought-provoking.
Last section... 
It wasn't until I uploaded this photo that I saw the message within the messages.
This guy was available for "free lap warming and petting." You just had to ride in his owner's bike pull-cart.

Deep thought for the day:  Stand still and be moved by all that surrounds you. ~ vc

I really like my most recent quote above. I should write a book. lol

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Crater Lake National Park



I booked our stay at Diamond Lake RV Park due to the fact that it was close to the north entrance of Crater Lake and along our eastward bound route towards Colorado.

There were several other places to stay in the vicinity, but I don't know if I would have recommended one over an other. We checked in and found ourselves deep in the Umpqua Forest without internet, WiFi or any cell service. We actually had to drive 75 miles to reach the closest Walmart in order to stock up on a few necessities - like bread and cat food. The only gas station in the area was charging $4.00 a gallon so George put in a search into our GPS and found the next closest gas station to be 56 miles away.

There is a lot to do in this area, but we didn't have enough time to get to it all. In addition to the waterfall hikes and exploring Crater Lake, there is forest hiking, boating, hunting and fishing.
Little Miss parked in site B-6

Seeing Crater Lake National Park was worth the inconvenience of being out of touch with the world. We enjoyed the awe-inspiring views so much that I snapped about 100 photos to help reignite the feeling I felt on first setting eyes upon the great blue lake back in 1972.

Some quick history of Crater Lake: A huge explosion from a volcano, roughly the same size as Mt. Saint Helena and Mt. Shasta, erupted so violently over 7,000 years ago it caused a tremendous crater to form when the sides of the mountain fell in on itself. Over the next few thousand years and climate changes, snow fell and melted along the rim to eventually fill the hole with crystal-clear water. Crater Lake boasts the cleanest water in the world because it is totally sourced from snow melt and rain. The pureness of the water creates that magnificent shade of blue - the bluest of blue you will ever see. 

Rim Drive, the road that encircles the lake, is a 33-mile scenic byway that boasts spectacular views in every direction. Wizard Island is actually the exposed portion of the cinder cone that erupted out of the volcano and landed back down into the crater many years before it filled with water.

Crater Lake's "other" island is called "Phantom Ship," and although it resembles a small sailboat. it's actually as tall as a 16-story building. It's made of erosion-resistant lava and is the oldest exposed rock within the lake.

Recent history, only weeks old, are evident in the two following photos, which depict the damage done by the recent fires that ravaged almost 21,000 acres. Drought conditions fueled the largest fire at the park in recorded history. The fire-risk level was constantly at "extreme" due to the lack of rain.


Remnants - of the once green fir trees.



Although sad, it is wonderful to know that nature will allow this area to rise again, recover and turn green once more.

The breath-taking first glimpse of the lake.

You can't fully comprehend the "blueness" unless you see it in person.
Wizard Island, one of the highlights of Rim Drive.



"Phantom Ship" is just a small dot in the lake, but such a photo op.

There is not enough I can say about the beauty in and around Crater Lake. It is something to behold, and I am very grateful to have had the opportunity to witness its wonder, not once, but twice. When I planned our itinerary for this trip, I knew one of the stopovers would be here - so I could share it all with George. 

Deep thought for the day:  What lies within the mind, also lies within the soul. The strong emotions elicited by "awe" are mind-blowing and soulful. ~ vc






Surprise, surprise, surprise!


A seal in the river at the pier in Florence, OR
Our time spent in Oregon turned out to be a series of surprises. The first, of course, was meeting for the very first time, my mother's half-sister, Bonnie. Then we were surprised by the chilly weather we experienced and the beautiful sand dunes all along a coast that are used for dune buggy riding or Jeep off-roading - not sunbathing.

A big surprise was going out for dinner one evening and having a total stranger pay for our meal. According to our waitress, the good Samaritan had gone salmon fishing and made a huge haul and decided to celebrate with several friends. We remember a large table of folks enjoying huge plates of fish fare, but don't know who it was that decided to pick up our bill, because when the waitress came over to tell us our meal was already paid, the group had already left. As a firm believer in "paying it forward," we were sure to leave a surprise for the waitress with a hefty tip.

One day we took a ride to Florence, OR and spent most of the time walking along the shop-lined streets and meandering in and out of art galleries. There were many restaurants that I would have loved to have tried, but we had already eaten lunch and it was much too early for dinner. We strolled down by the river to watch some folks crabbing. Most of their catch had to be tossed back into the water, because they can only keep those of a certain size and can only catch a specific number. From what we witnessed, it appeared that the rules were being followed.

Crab cage. Bait goes in a smaller cage in the center.
 
A seagull battling with the seals for used bait that was being tossed back into the river.
Waiting for bait...

Too small to keep, he was tossed back into the river.
Artwork around the pier - Florence was a very "artsy" town.
One of the fishing boats at the pier awaiting its next journey out to sea.
Me and my cousins, Chrystal and Aleta
Friday turned out to be great family reunion night at my Aunt Bonnie’s and Uncle Ed’s home. Their daughter, Chrystal, her husband, Scott, and son, Nathan, made the trip down from Seattle for a long weekend that coincided with Chrystal’s parents’ retirement.  It was perfect timing for me, as I had been Facebook “friends” with Chrystal for almost two years, but wanted to meet her in person.  Chrystal’s sister, Aleta, and her two sons also came by and we had a most enjoyable night. I can only describe it as feeling like a puzzle piece that had found its place within the scene. 

They say that “blood is thicker than water,” and that saying rang true by the way we all hit it off so easily and comfortably. Friendships were forged in only a few hours, and the love I felt will last a lifetime. Chrystal and I sat with my laptop foraging through my Ancestry.com account searching for long-lost relatives. We found a few missing pieces and that puzzle is really filling in nicely. As nice as it is to know from where you came, it's nicer to see and appreciate where we are. 

The night came to an end amid lots of hugging, good wishes and some tears. My aunt pressed an envelope into my hand at the end of our embrace, but I waited until getting home to read her words and found tucked inside the envelope a most beautiful and unique pendant. I am quite sure she had gotten it many years ago in Kenya, and it was a special token of affection that I will forever treasure.

The next morning we pulled up our jacks and headed to Diamond Lake, OR which was very close to Crater Lake National Park, one of our scheduled National Park visits. 

The first day after getting settled in at Diamond Lake RV Park, located in the Umpqua National Forest, we decided to tour a few of the many waterfalls  along the Umpqua River Scenic By-Way. We got quite an education on falls during our driving and hiking adventure. The first thing we learned was that there are eight different types of falls, of which, we were able to view fou

Tokatee Falls
The first waterfall was a "Tiered Waterfall," Tokatee Falls. 
This was a “moderate” uphill hike to reach the best viewing vantage point. It was our first stop and most strenuous hike of the day. It was so worth the time and effort. We hiked though old-growth forest along the Umpqua River and traversed 200 steps leading to a deck that overlooked the two-tiered falls. In Native American “jargon,” Tokatee means “pretty” or “graceful.” It was both.  We learned that the word, "moderate," has a different meaning for different people.

Ever-ready hiker with my boots and walking stick!
All together, there were 200 steps needed to climb or descend in order to view the falls.

It was a peaceful hike and the air cooled significantly while in the forest, close to the falls.

We made it!

George checking for cell service.



Plunge Waterfall
 Watson Falls, A “Plunge Waterfall”  – This was our second attempt, but we weren’t able to make it to the top due to my blood sugar levels that were "plunging" like the falls. Our guide book claimed that the hike was only .4 of a mile long, but after about a half-mile, we ran into several people coming down who told us we still had another half-hour hike to go!!! That sealed the deal. I couldn’t expend that much energy with my unstable glucose numbers.




This is a lower portion of the falls showing a small plunge...
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Me, learning I must give in to my limitations sometimes.  :(
Punchbowl Falls
Our next stop was at Whitehorse Falls and unlike the last, it had an easier vantage point for viewing as it was located close to the roadside. As you can see from the photo below, this type of fall is aptly named, as the water flows into a "punchbowl-looking" section of the river.

Located in a public picnic area, this peaceful place would be frequented often if I lived in the area.
Whitehorse Falls

The last fall we visited was Clearwater Falls, a "Segmented" type due to the flow being divided, or segmented as it flows down a 30-foor drop over moss-covered rocks and logs. This was a short and easy hike and also located very close to a picnic area. The pictures don't do the falls any justice. You have to see their uniqueness, hear their roar and feel the spray to truly appreciate them. So, although I took about 60 pictures and videos, I have only shared a ample of each.
Clearwater Falls photographed in less-than-perfect lighting.
It was a warm day, but the forest and closeness to the falls caused the temps to drop significantly. Looking at the different flora was interesting. In some ways, it was similar to Great Smokey Mountains National Park forest, with pine needles as the base forest floor and the ferns and laurel carpeting the middle levels. Hard woods, pines and fir making up the upper level. Unfortunately, we didn't see any wildlife.

The Umpqua/Rogue River Region is quite rustic, pristine and well-protected by the state of Oregon. The Umpqua and Rogue are both very clean and very blue rivers packed full of fish and crab. All of the Bureau of Land Management properties in the area provided places for hiking, fishing, picnicking, tent camping, and in some places even RV camping. There was no charge to enter or use any of these facilities (except for camping in some locations), making appreciating nature a very accessible pleasure for everyone.

The types of falls that we didn't get a chance to see due to distance and time, were the Block, Horsetail, Fan and Cascade styles.

It was a fun-filled day that only cost us the price of a lunch. We occupied the better part of a whole day driving to, hiking and viewing the falls.

Deep thought for the day:  A tree can never have too many leaves, bear enough fruit or produce sufficient nuts. As does a family. Here's to all the leaves, fruits and nuts in mine! Love you all. ~ vc