Psalm 19:14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.
We left early on a Friday morning, headed for Union Creek Campgrounds in Prospect, Oregon for a six day vacation which was probably long overdue for several people in our family. Our first stop was Taylor’s Sausage in Cave Junction. My friend Heather, has been telling me for years how good their sausage and meat were. Even the General Manager prefers their curing style for bacon above all other local meat processing. We may or may not have overloaded the slightly smallish cooler we brought. There was sausage, organic free range chicken, bacon, more bacon and hamburger to feed us on our stay. Windows down, sunshine streaming in the car and a warm breeze blowing had everyone enjoying the drive up to the cabin. We pulled in five minutes before my in-laws, Bob and Peg arrived.
The cabin was a two-storied, brown shingled quaint cabin, complete with wood framed windows. There was a porch with a BBQ grill sitting on it ready for our dinner plans. Can you smell the sausage grilling? Everyone was early to bed that night.
Up early the next morning, we headed to Crater Lake. Our cabin was at 3000 feet, the entrance to the park was around 5200 feet and by the time we got to the top of the rim at 7100 feet, we quickly learned about altitude sickness. Lindsay and Anne had begun feeling the effects of it the night before, but we quickly had them drink a ton of water, but Abby slipped through the cracks of water drinking. By the time we drove up to the rim of the crater, Abby was vomiting and lethargic. Dad had to stay in the car and trade off with momma while Abby slept the morning away.
The lake was absolutely magnificent. Genesis 7:11 (In the six hundredth year of Noah’s life, in the second month, the seventeenth day of the month, the same day were all the fountains of the great deep broken up, and the windows of heaven were opened.) came to my mind the moment I saw the lake. Around 7700 years ago the mountain/volcano erupted and the top of the mountain fell in on itself, causing the base of the lake to be created. Over years the snow has melted and filled in the basin. I would also venture to say that the remains of the great flood waters stayed trapped inside the basin, but scientists won’t admit to that. I couldn’t believe that a lake could be so blue and so high up in altitude. There are no rivers feeding the basin either, it’s strictly filled each year with the snow falling and melting.
We didn’t leave without George getting some snow playing time. Believe it or not, there was actually up to 6 feet of snow still in some places. Since Abby wasn’t feeling good, we called it day and went back to the cabin so she could sleep.