One More Reason To Move To Grants Pass, Oregon:
A little over an hour from Grants Pass reaches the fringe of the Klamath National Forest.
We drove on a series of gravel mountain roads until we were stopped by huge washed-out ravine that pronounced the road dead.
From there a trail leads up the mountain in a series of switchbacks that makes the going a lot more manageable.
Our path wound through the magnificent forests on trails made silent by the pine needles. Not silent enough however for the ever present matre' des of the forests; the Jays. They and the squirrels made certain we needed no further introduction on our trip through their gorgeous home.
Our goal was easily reached as suddenly a beautiful mountain lake appeared before us. A scene reminiscent of Jenny Lake in the Grand Tetons only on a much smaller scale. This was Tannen Lake.
Another mile up and over the next ridge led us to East Tannen Lake, which is smaller but said to be deeper. The clear green waters reflected the glorious autumn color and myriads of orange butterflies flitted playfully along the waters' edge.
With deteriorating logs around the lake, the parts submerged are perfectly preserved; I lifted out a sunken piece of rotting log I was standing on and it was as strong and resilient as if it were cut from a green tree.
You know the one thing missing? No mosquitoes! Not one. How utterly amazing for an 85 degree day at a pristine lake and no unpleasantness at all.
Leaving the second lade, we completed a circuitous route around the other side of the mountain and eventually connected with the remnants of the other part of the road that led back to the washout where we started, and finally spotted our vehicle from the other side of the gully.
The whole trip without the sound of a vehicle and not even a contrail to mar the clear blue sky.
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