We parked the Suzuki and took a well-maintained path through the wild rhododendrons.
We could hear the roar of the falls, so we knew this would be a good one, and we weren't disappointed. What we saw first, of course, was Salt Creek rushing headlong toward the brink.
The falls themselves (Why is a single waterfall called "falls" and then you have to refer to "the falls themselves" when its really only one?) were spectacular, plummeting 286 feet into a small pool and then on down the gaping canyon.
Suzy got some great pictures from this, one of several cliff-hugging overlooks.
Our next stop that day, again recommended by Russ and Donna, was at Odell Lake, a year-round resort area with a nice little restaurant. Because it was a rather cool day, we sat at an inside table with a nice view of the lake and ate some wonderful hamburgers.
Seeing the vacant chairs, I asked the attendant when their big season usually starts. He replied that the place is hopping already in most years, but that this year the big push will probably start in July. All the rooms, all the cabins and all the RV sites will be filled, and the joint will be jumping. He didn't say that last part, but it's what he would have said if he were I.
Suzy noticed these logs piled at the spot where Odell Lake empties itself into Salt Creek, which later pours over Salt Creek Falls. See how this all goes together?
Another part of our road trip was to nearby Waldo Lake to check out the RV sites in one of the three campgrounds. Sadly we were quite disappointed in the appearance of the area. There seemed to have been some clearing done, and the cleanup was overdue. The camping areas looked dreary and not well laid out. We didn't take any pictures, and we won't go there next time.
(For more pictures of Salt Creek Waterfall and Odell Lake -- and rhododendrons -- see our album 2013 Salt Creek Bridge.)
But we did enjoy another Oregon day in ... Our Life on Wheels