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... shores of Lake Ewauna. Looking at all the visitor info we learned that the area we passed through yesterday had once been marshland and had been reclaimed hence the farming. Other crops grown are mint and onions also Alfalfa which is used in medicines. There were once lots of Timber Yards and the Southern Pacific Railroad was built to transport the wood. This engine had been in use till 1958. On leaving Klamath we had Upper Klamath Lake ...
... following a major volcanic eruption. Crater Lake is exceptional for its clarity and intense blue color. It is considered the cleanest large body of water in the world. It is also the deepest lake in the US. It is 1,978 feet deep at the deepest point. At its widest point it is 6 miles wide. In the middle of the lake another eruption formed Wizard Island which is the top of another mountain. It's easy to see the crater at the top of ...
... was wild, it was cool (maybe downright cold) and desolate. That’s what was so alluring and worth the extra miles. One other observation, unlike Route 1 up the East Coast, this highway provided many great overlooks of the Pacific. Looking at a map it’s obvious that there aren’t many inlets or safe havens for boats, so there just weren’t many boats out there on the Pacific Ocean. Especially as I ...
... I don't want to talk, but because it sounds so dreadful. She's attempting to sleep right now. If the kids are any indication, she should be feeling better in a day or two. As for me, I'm an impatient and hostile person. This blog has become a form of therapy for me and I'm thankful to have the time to write it. The most stalwart figure in our group is Penny. She's a hit with everyone on the street and just beams and beams. She babbles her ...
... wasn't pretty so headed straight for Eugene where I am flying home from.
Walking through Downtown Eugene is like being transported back to the sixties. Not in the architecture but the people.
There are some proper oddballs here.
Half dressed girls wandering around chanting.
Guys that last saw a bath when Clinton was in power walking around playing banjo.
I saw two fully blown tramps begging whilst working on their laptops sitting on the floor at ...