Crater Lake and beyond 7/8/17r

Service was courteous and slow albeit the Hostess from Japan was limited in her  understanding of our questions.  An hour later our burgers arrived.  They were good.  I had 2 beers.
We left Lucy in the 4x6 cabin bathroom.  She was particularly interested in critters she smelled around the sleeping area so we were anxious to see how our service dog was doing and then took a long drive around the rim of the Crater.  Truly pristine. Huge, deep, clear, calm and 7,000 years old. Hard to imagine.  The rim and the grounds of the park are lined with talk sticks marking the roads which sustain 5' of snow yearly.  The roads are precipitous undergoing restoration.  Brave sods passed us frequently as we drove the speed limit.  The snow was still about 3-4' high on the northern side, but even driving to the park there were areas of snow still scattered amongst the tall evergreens and woodsy areas.  Fish exist, but I don't know who would dare.  Hikers abound.  Where we stopped there was an Asian family with a baby and a young girl who inquired about Lucy.  She declared that she knew a "human" named Lucy and that my hair was as white as the snowball she held in her hands!  We met the end with a barrier preventing further exploration.  At this time of day, we were fighting the sun which often blinded us.  Heading back we elapsed with no particular plan since we were once again without the ability to plan without wifi.
We originally thought we would stay 2 days, but that was complicated.  We would need to be in line at 7:00 waiting for the next person to leave.  The R would like to have hiked the area, but the hassle wasn't worth it.  We woke up,early to find the HH blocked in by a truck.  Whaaat?  With the help of the checkin/check out dude, a young man was roused from a deep sleep in the back of his truck and asked to leave so we could hook up.  It took him a while to get it together, gathering g his goods and chattels, and stopping to chat.  No hurry dude.  He allowed as how he was headed to the Redwood Forest.  So off we went, again with no,particular plan other than to get toOntario, the border between Oregon and Idaho.