Move to Diamond Lake

We packed up and I have to say - glad we are gone - from the campground in Florence, Oregon, and made the 185 mile trip to here, Diamond Lake.  This is a very large lake, 47 feet deep at the deepest, and as I look out the window I can see it from the campground.  And what a campground we are in!  But first, our drive here.

Umpqua River

Traveled back down to Reedsport where a few days ago we went and watched them riding the sand dunes on the ATVs.  The first 60 miles was along the Umpqua Scenic River Highway, not a highway, but a beautiful road that road along the Umpqua River for most of the time.  Very pretty.  Passed a huge  herd of Roosevelt Elk grazing not far from the road, and saw a number of deer grazing by the road or just passing in front of us.  That's what happened within 1/2 mile of leaving our campground this morning - oh my goodness!

Got to Interstate 5 and traveled about 15 minutes and got off and traveled along the Rogue Umpqua Scenic Highway, even more breath taking.  I wasn't too impressed with Oregon up to this point, pretty, but not that WOW.  Until this drive.  As we neared the campground which is situated right by Diamond Lake and nestled between Mt. Thielsen and Mt. Bailey, I remarked that this is probably what Alaska looks like.  In a forest of pine trees, no town around, in 5000 feet elevation (we were at 50 at the last sight), and the sounds of birds.  And the scents.  Our sight is huge, won't have any problem with neighbors, they are quite a distance from us.  And we look out into the forest from the back.  I guess this is our reward for putting up with a bunch of people who have no regard for their neighbors.

We are 8 miles from the entrance to Crater Lake National Park which is at the top of our agenda while here.  And of course, no cell service but have internet.  Some campgrounds give you a pass to get on their Wi-Fi which they did here, and our Verizon Wi-Fi works great too.  Just no cell (we use AT&T).

Even Grace is more comfortable - she is staring out of the windows immediately where she hardly looked out before.  We haven't heard birds for weeks.  I do miss hearing the fog horn but I will survive.

View out the back of RV

RV at Diamond Lake