Our Travels // Crater Lake

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
— Henry David Thoreau

We were caught off-guard by the sudden fall of snow, delicately dusting the trees as we drove up to Crater Lake. On the brochures, the lake is always photographed in the spring but we had no idea that spring came much later here. How LUCKY were we? We were certainly not dressed for it but we didn't care! It felt like a gift, a reminder that the unexpected may even be more beautiful than one has ever wanted or imagined.

We were so overcome with joy and excitement! Sinking deep into the snow, both dressed in TOMS, we walked as close to the edge as we dared. The snow was falling harder, covering the lake in a thick cloud of white so we couldn't see very much. We had our doubts that it would reappear, but our patience paid off and there it was, emerging before our eyes, as blue as the sky above it. It was unbelievably spectacular! As we took pictures, we hardly noticed how cold the snow was or that we were starting to get soaked because there was just something so immensely fulfilling to witness nature's unfolding.

Unwaveringly, the quest to know and be known leads one to take unexpected paths and it is experiences like these that make the journey all the more worth it.