Ashland tidings. [volume] (Ashland, Or.) 1876-1919, 1915-09-30

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when day was fully come the surface
of the lake presented the likeness of
a crazy quilt with patches of but one
color, blue, but many shades.
Later the writer sat in chair on
the rim of the crater studying the
lake and the peaks surrounding,
From the southeast around to the
southwest were Eagle Cliffs, Garfield
Peak, Mount Scott, Cloud Cap, Wine
glass, and the Palisades looking
somewhat like those along the Hud-
son; Rugged Crest, where when the
top of Mt. Mazama fell in lava flowed
back down into the crater, and be-
yond in the distance Timber Crater;
then Pomice Point, and in the dis
tance Mt Theilson with glacial cones
nearby; and then Llao Rock, a mass
of frozen lava moulded in what was
during the craters activity a canyon
leading away from the mountain;
and the lava dixie called the Devils
Backbone; and finally Glacier Peak
and the Watchman, the former a
great rock and the latter glacial mo-
raine. The writer wished that he
might stay for many days studying
the formation of these different SEN
tinels guarding one of the greatest
wonders of the world.
In the middle of the morning the
party climbed down / 900 feet to the
waters edge and then rowed out on
the blue bosom of the lake. Did |
say blue? Looking over the bow or
stern or side of the boat it was as
blue as mothers bluing water. Near
the shore where the water is COM
shallow the shade is green.
But out where it is deep, from las
to 1896 feet, it is as blue as it IS
represented on the colored post cards |
Every minute out on the water was
a delight. New rocks and peaks not
visible from the lodge were discov-
cred. Phantom Ship was anchored |
in the distance. Phantom Ship |
would have named Chapel-on-the-
Lake. While sailor might imagine |
The rocky spires to be masts, a
preacher would see them as Gothic
spires on an ancient chapel. The
hour out on the lake was altogether
TOO short. There was not time to
visit Wizard Island to scale its peak
800 feet above the water and to climb
lown into its 15O-foot crater. A goo1
zigzag climb and we were
again at the lodge.
At 12 o'clock we we're beginning
he drive home. The little groups o.
iociable hemlocks were soon forgot>
en- in the miles upon miles of almost
lnbroken forests of sugar pines and
he unrivaled Oregon fir. The road
rosses the Rogue river at many
'laces. Just below Prospect bridge
pans a place where for about one
lalf mile the stream is series of
ascades and rapids. Here the green
water dashes over the rocks. Thero
is churning itself white. While
gain 1t lends itself to deep, dark
rout pools. By 1920, with the Ford
urring softly, we were rolling along
lain street under the welcome glare
4 the Ashland street lamps.
The writer has seen many of the {
'onders of our land from Newport
o Portland and from Cleveland tc
'ampa, including beautiful scenes
mong the New mountains and along s
lie Connecticut river, the Hudson and
s Palisades, the Niagara Falls, the
lew from the top of Lookout Noun c
hin, the Royal Gorge, and others, hIt t
rater Lake with its surface 6,200
set above the sea, with an averaSe :
iameter of five miles, with its bl1e t
ater, surrounded by rim of the cras S
,r showing almost every color of Ii
ID, yellow and brown, and with the t
harding rocks and peaks, far sur
asses all these other natural wo1-
ers and beauties. Ashland is blessed :
lanyfold. Crater Lake, the jose .
hine Caves unsurpassed in beauty,
shland Butte from whose summit
IN be seen Mt. Shasta and Mt. Nc
oughlin, the summit of the Siski-
ous, Pelican Bay, klamath Lake and 4
axe of the Woods, and great forests
Il can be reached in very few
ours travel. Not to mention the
lany mineral springs, the waters CT
,me of which we shall soon be able
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