Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Oregon Road Trippin' Day 9

July 14, 2017

You might be pleased to find out that you don't have to scroll through 9 million photos today because I hardly have any from this leg of our Oregon trip.

Here's why in incomplete sentences.
California air.

Oh wait.
I already mentioned that one.
Oh well.

We begrudgingly packed up to leave Bend.
I know.
It was a sheer feat of will power.

Steve eased the pain a little by taking his morning walk to The Sparrow Bakery again, getting some lattes and their infamous Ocean Rolls.
It's probably really spectacular that I didn't ingest an Ocean Roll before this moment, because if we were staying, I might only eat that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner ever again.

We left Bend, and headed to Crater Lake.

It is definitley as beautiful in person as all the pictures make it seem.
My only regret is that for me, it seemed a little anti-climactic.
If we were to do it over, I would have planned the day there to go hike, specifically down to the boat launch area where you can pay for a boat ride over to Wizard's Island.

We didn't do that.
So, we drove, got out of the car.
Took some pictures.
Drove some more.
Took some more pictures.
Drove to the gift shop.
Used the restroom.
Bought some swag.
Took some pictures.

The beauty and history of how this was formed is awe inspiring.
The interaction with it left me wanting more...I needed more than just
a turnout to take a picture in.

Back on the road, and headed to Klamath Falls.

I should really have spent more time on the internet researching this.
We ended up in Klamath Falls alright.
We were "those" people.

Read this from Explore Klamath Lakes:

"Where are the falls?"

That's the first question asked by many visitors and newcomers to Klamath Falls. The query often meets with a blank expression from local residents who aren't sure how to respond. Depending on the time of year, that can be a tough question to answer.
The city of Klamath Falls was originally named Linkville after a short river that links two lakes on either side of the town. Community leaders decided in 1893 to change the city's name to Klamath Falls. Their idea was to "let the world know of our water power." The falls they had in mind were apparently a series of rapids in Link River, where waters from Upper Klamath Lake spilled over a natural reef that served as the lake's natural outlet.
A hydroelectric project built in 1921 significantly altered the Link River reef, virtually eliminating the rapids except during periods of high water. Today, a 1.3-mile hiking trail along Link River, maintained by Pacific Power, provides a pleasurable route for a nature hike.
Here you'll find more information on the Link River Trail, as well as directions to several other waterfalls in the area.

After lunching at A Leap of Faith
we asked our chatty Dutch Bros. employees where to go see a waterfall.
They suggested Grants Pass.
A nearly 2 hour drive from where we were.

We pulled out of the Dutch Bros. drive through, looked at each other and asked, "Have you seen enough waterfalls on this trip yet?"
Emphatically, we agreed yes.

Take me to the California line.

 So that's what we did.
That happens to be Mt. Shasta in the background.
We were supposed to stop and do stuff here too.
Instead, I slept for most of the drive.

We arrived in Redding at our next Motel 6.
I begged Steve for french fries.
We found a McDonald's nearby, but low and behold next to it was a Del Taco.
If you've ever been in the car with me and Del Taco is an option...they have one of my
many vices.
Chili Cheese Fries.
I have eaten a lot of good food in my life.
Del Taco Chili Cheese Fries will always be my homegirl.
Pft. Don't judge.

Chili Cheese Fries in hand, we made our way back to our room for more relaxing.  We were all tired and trying to gear up for our plans to go to an A's game the next afternoon.

Upon making our way to the room, Steve decided he wanted to sleep for 30 minutes and get on the road to go HOME.

We still had stuff on the docket?!

That's like a 6 hour drive.

He said yup.
He wanted to go home.
I did too, deep down.

So, we packed up the car, said thank you to the Motel 6 for our hour stay, gassed up the car and hit the road.

We spit seeds and listened to the Dodger game as we took in the familiar sights of the 99.
Headed home.
Since we got to listen to a wonderful Dodger win, we didn't need to head over to see the A's play.
Save that stadium for another trip.

Honestly, there is no place quite like it.

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