It was a Memorial Day road trip that was unforgettable for the most part because I felt like I stepped into Narnia (that was a line from my journal of that trip). I remember leaving California early, the sun came out before we got to the Oregon border which was some 3 hours later. The sun was shining brightly in Oregon until we hit traffic near the entrance of Crater Lake. On both sides of the road, the trees were all covered with snow, the ground was filled with it some 2 feet I surmised. When it was our turn to pay the entrance fee (10 dollars, up to now I consider the best bang for my buck), the gatekeeper warned us that visibility was very minimal. We wont be able to see the anything she said and if we wanted to get in anyway. Hell yeah, we both said. And my adventure to Narnia began.
Simply put this was one of the best sights I've seen and maybe I romanticed snow and wintry landscape having been raised in a tropical setting, but I cannot forget the beauty of Crater Lake in all these white. I may not be able to visit Crater Lake again, although I plan to see it in summertime, but this one experience would last me a lifetime of memories.