Shower privacy is a tricky thing in a campground. You're right next to someone you don't know, hearing all the human body sounds people make in the shower. You might not even see their face before you or they leave. You want to make idle conversation, but feel they might not want their "moment" invaded.
Bob has decided he will give in and get a hearing aid when we get home. Here's an example of why:
CORINNE: There's Sawyer's Rapids. BOB: Enjoy your travels? See, the vowels are about right, but the consonants are not even close.
In the last two days we meet people from Scotland, Germany, Alberta, British Columbia, Puerto Rico, Korea, England and Australia. It pays to chat people up - this morning we find a donated pile of firewood left for us by a neighborhing RV'er with whom we chatted the day before.
Bob is trying not to buy gasoline, since it is $3.45 a gallon here.
We go back to Crater Lake today to see the other side. Stunningly blue. Many surprises await us - lava fumerole pinnacles, a waterfall, rock formations we do not expect. One is called Pumice Castle, which juts out of the cliffsides. It reminds us of Bryce. The other is Phantom Ship, a little island close to the shore which resembles its namesake.
There is a tree sticking up in the middle of the lake. It is called "The Old Man of the Lake". People have been noticing it since the 1920's. It is free-floating and travels around the lake with the currents.
At one viewpoint on the other side of the lake that we did not visit last time, we are so close to where the tour boat rides that we can hear the ranger talking. There are some other small boats moored near the tour boat station that we figure must be research vessels, since private boats are not allowed on the lake.
On the way "home", we pass Viday Falls, which we can see from the road. We pull off the road and I go in a little closer to take more detailed photos, as is my habit.
Tonight's sunset is gorgeous, and the stars the most numerous yet. We have another good campfire. Not many places in the West let you have them due to fire hazard, so we are grateful. Nothing more relaxing for Bob than sitting staring at the fire with a good glass of red wine.
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