Ashland weekly tidings. [volume] (Ashland, Or.) 1919-1924, 1921-08-17
MISSES MAUD YORK, RUTH
ESKE AND LUCIE DAVIS
Init TRAIL"
SOOTHING FAILS TO
DETER FAIR HIkERS
WALK ALL THE WAY EXCEPT
FOR OCCASIONAL LIFTS
FROM MOTORISTS
BY LUCIE DAVIS

Going to hike to Crater Lake?'
Sure. we're starting Monday. II
who's the crowd?" why, Maud
York, Ruth Eske and Lucie Davis
"It's quite impossible" Why,
girls, you'll never make it; it's fool
ish on the face of It," But despite
these and many other hindrances,
we, the above mentioned girls, left
Ashland Monday, August /, bound
tor Crater Lake with no conveyance
except our feet, and our one object
in view to have good time and
see some Of the many wonders OF
our own state. 1t was decided
among us. after much consultation,
taking into consideration the high
cost of shoe leather and the weari-
ness Of many miles of hiking, we
might with great cautiousness ac.
cept a ride from anyone who saw fit
TO offer us the same. so with no
firearms and a dull jack knife as
our only weapons. We started. but
luck was ours from the first and
we rode across the burning deserts
near Eagle Point to Rogue river,
then with another lift from a kind
gentleman We were able to make
Prospect the first night. After rest
ing ana eating slight lunch, we
took the kodak and walked down
to Mill creek falls, a very beautiful
sight falling over 500 feet into
Rogue river.
A jolly time was spent at Pros
pect hotel that evening and on ac-
count of the frigid temperature Of
the atmosphere and scarcity of
blankets we arose early next morn
ing and were on the road by the
time the sun was up. 1t was then
we received the first taste of real
hiking; all cars passing us were
tourists, heavily loaded, and we
were obliged to eat their dust and
still plod on. We stopped only long
enough to view the Natural Bridge
and marvel at the wonder of it,
when finally few miles beyond
Union creek our long looked for ride
came and though it was a truck we
clamored in thanking our lucky
stars for chance to rest our dust
covered feet This ride took us
into about five miles of Crater Lake,
where we took side, road to the
Garden of the Gods, very wonder
full sight. 1t was growing late when
we reached the government camp
and there we met some hospitable
Ashland folks who gave us a hot
meal and hay to spread our blankets
on. All the CAMPERS gathered
around their huge camp fire that
evening and the men told stories of
bear hunts once upon a time" So
ended our second night of "roughin'
IT,"
Wednesday morning we slept late
and after eating breakfast started
to the rim, about two miles from
our camp, but luck was certainly
ours again, for man overlook US
leading three wild cayuses, which he
seemed very anxious for us to ride.
This was an opportunity not to be
lightly passed up. so we galloped
up to the hotel feeling like the hero
ines of Zane Grey's exciting novels
must have felt We walked down
to the water. but as all motor boats J
were in use. we returned to camp.
In the evening we went to see the
bears that came within a short dis
tance OF our camp. We were only
lucky enough to see Maggie" the
mother bear, who Is tame enough to
eat from ones hand.
Thursday morning we again
caught a ride to the. rim and this
time took motor ride around
Phantom Ship and Wizard Island,
climbed to the top of the latter and
slid on the snow 10 the bottom OF
the crater. That evening we Sc
cured ponies and rode around the
rim to see the sun set on the lake,