I am not even sure where to start or even if I want to go into it all. The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of up and down, disappointment, and sadness. Without going into all the details, I’ve learned a lot about myself and some of the people closest to me. I also got lower than I have been in a long time, but handled it differently. I feel like I have changed a bit from the experiences in a good way. I feel more confident and solid if that makes any sense. It also was enough to reawaken my need to get the fuck out there and do stuff. Got to be careful with all of the unvaccinated and delta variant stuff rages on, of course.
This past weekend I went to Crater Lake with one of my good friends — like one of two friends, and her friend. I’d call her my friend too, but I am not sure she considers me such. They went on to Mount Rainier; a series of unfortunate events led to me having to leave the trip early and driving the lonely 10 hours home alone. I had been looking forward to the trip all year, but I am glad they at least are able to take advantage of the plans that were laid out months ago.
Crater Lake is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. That lake is bluer than any I have ever seen including Tahoe. The water is so clean and honestly in the summer it doesn’t feel as cold as everyone else seems to think it is, to me anyway.
Mount Rainer is also one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. I am really fucking sad to be missing it.
Here’s to the lessons learned, I suppose. I sure am depressed AF at the moment though. It is different from the past depressed AF at least.
Enjoy some amateur photography of Crater Lake.
Chestnut Cowboy 