Volume VI No. 2 - July, 1933
Llao's Hallway
By Warren G. Moody, Park Ranger
A hallway cannot always be in the best of trim to receive visitors,
especially one which between seasons is being altered or decorated by
Nature herself. And so at the present time Llao's Hallway is undergoing
a rigorous housecleaning and will not be in condition to receive
visitors in any hospitable manner for a week or more.
The elements are at work throwing off the winter cloak from Llao's
Hallway in a most unique manner. It must necessarily take a little time
to accomplish this due to the structural material of this hallway and to
the unorthodox design of its passageways. Llao's Hallway lies beneath
the vortex of the V-shaped gorge, formed as White Horse Creek has eroded
away a vast amount of pumice just before joining Castle Creek in its
rush toward Rogue River. Ordinarily a stream flows in the bottom of the
"V" of such a canyon but this stream behaves in a ravenous manner,
eating deeply through the loose formation from the freshets of spring,
before it dries up for the summer. The erosion due to the stream makes
inroads into the earth with which the weathering on the sides of the
gorge cannot keep pace. In many places this underground cutting is
wider at the base than it is overhead, thus giving the appearance of a
cavernous hallway. As the stream approaches its erosive level at the
junction with Castle Creek it takes a more winding course and there is
erosion horizontally as well as vertically. As a result the walls of
Llao's Hallway are quite artistically arched in these lower reaches.
Winter snows still linger in places at the bottom of this gore and
offer serious impediment to the progress of the inquisitive visitor.
The first point of difficulty is reached about halfway down and is due
to an overhanging block of packed snow, about seven feet thick, caught
in the narrow part of the gorge so that the stream runs some five or six
feet beneath it. The sheer ends of this block of snow make it
impossible to climb over the top if it even if there were no danger of
its caving in. Strangely enough this snowpack melts almost entirely
from the underside for the top becomes covered with the loosened soil
particles from the weathering slopes above. This soil layer is a poor
conductor of heat and acts as an insulator to keep the heat of the sun's
rays from reaching the snow from the top. In a few days there will be
enough melted snow from the underside to allow the remainder of this
block to drop and be carried away or melted by the waters of the running
stream now rambling so gaily beneath it. Then it will be that the
intrepid explorer who dons some waterproof boots and an extra ounce of
nerve, will find delight in delving into the mysteries of Llao's
Hallway. Many vivid and lasting impressions are to be gained from this
example of handiwork which Nature is in the process of making here in
Crater Lake National Park.
Times Change
By Bernie Hughes, Ranger
Charity liked people and sometimes was regarded as an unofficial
greeter during the 1932 season, welcoming visitors to Crater Lake
National Park. With all the dignity possessed by a two-year bear, she
would station herself along the Western Entrance Road and await the
arrival of motorists. During the early part of each morning and the
later hours of the afternoon, she would sit on the pavement begging for
food.
Charity had a successful season. She was never hungry when
nightfall overtook labors of the day. With the arrival of the morning
sun she would again take her position, and became a familiar figure
along the road.
Charity remembers 1932 as a perfect season, but with the arrival of
1933 and spring, new conditions faced her. She had become a mother of
three cubs, adding greater responsibilities in the quest for food. No
longer does she linger at any certain place along the highway, but has
taken up patrolling seriously.
She and the cubs have been seen from Whiskey Creek, outside of the
park, to Government Camp, a distance of approximately 12 miles, ranging
through the woods during all hours of the day. At times when she and
her offsprings wandered by Annie Springs, she caused checking rangers
considerable grief and consternation by her insistence on obtaining
foodstuffs. She has been known to climb into parked autos on her food
forays. Despite her attempts to be "lady-like", she has been often
crude, but always a bear.
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