Spring Break
My dream Memorial Day weekend
David Clewett
Issue date: 5/23/08 Section: Forum
Damning myself for leaving my fishing pole behind, I would wander to my car and start east. Torn between seeing Diamond Lake or Crater Lake, I decide to just drive east and figure it out as I got closer.
I'd be pulling into the Diamond Lake Resort - it is much colder here. I can predict that the tubing slope is closed, so I'd get a hot cocoa and sit on the deck looking out over the lake. Every now and then I'd hear some yelping and hollering come from the water and I assume that someone has caught a fish. I knew I should have brought my pole.
I'd pull "Heroes" out of my backpack and begin to read.
Tomorrow's journey is still ahead, and I'd want to get a head start, so I would leave for Crater Lake.
It draws a gasp from me every time I see it, even at this time of night.
I'd make my way into the lodge and get a room looking out over the lake. It is such a beautiful view that I decide to leave the shades open.
After such an adventurous day, I quickly fall asleep. The sun shines through the window and pulls my eyelids open.
As Sunday morning rolls around, I would grab my stuff together and take a bagel and juice from the continental breakfast bar. I'd like to go all the way back to the coast - It's a long drive.
"These caves have a myriad of calcite formations, and they make up the decorations you see on the walls," the tour guide would say.
When the tour group walks through the "Passageway of the Whale," I always feel like I am Geppetto.
I am worried, standing in Monstro's stomach waiting for Pinocchio to come to the rescue. After the 90-minute tour, I would get another souvenir.
It may be overpriced, but I need something to help me remember the way I felt standing in the belly of a whale.
Back on Interstate 5, I set the cruise control and drive north. It has been a fun trip so far, and now I am going to pick up my friends in Corvallis and we would spend the night at Silver Falls State Park just outside of Salem (just south of Silverton).
I'd be pulling into the Diamond Lake Resort - it is much colder here. I can predict that the tubing slope is closed, so I'd get a hot cocoa and sit on the deck looking out over the lake. Every now and then I'd hear some yelping and hollering come from the water and I assume that someone has caught a fish. I knew I should have brought my pole.
I'd pull "Heroes" out of my backpack and begin to read.
Tomorrow's journey is still ahead, and I'd want to get a head start, so I would leave for Crater Lake.
It draws a gasp from me every time I see it, even at this time of night.
I'd make my way into the lodge and get a room looking out over the lake. It is such a beautiful view that I decide to leave the shades open.
After such an adventurous day, I quickly fall asleep. The sun shines through the window and pulls my eyelids open.
As Sunday morning rolls around, I would grab my stuff together and take a bagel and juice from the continental breakfast bar. I'd like to go all the way back to the coast - It's a long drive.
"These caves have a myriad of calcite formations, and they make up the decorations you see on the walls," the tour guide would say.
When the tour group walks through the "Passageway of the Whale," I always feel like I am Geppetto.
I am worried, standing in Monstro's stomach waiting for Pinocchio to come to the rescue. After the 90-minute tour, I would get another souvenir.
It may be overpriced, but I need something to help me remember the way I felt standing in the belly of a whale.
Back on Interstate 5, I set the cruise control and drive north. It has been a fun trip so far, and now I am going to pick up my friends in Corvallis and we would spend the night at Silver Falls State Park just outside of Salem (just south of Silverton).
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