Skookum Campground

This was our first adventure, as a family, in the Oregon Cascade mountains. We set out looking for some epic views of lakes and waterfalls.  Who knew that on this grand adventure we would run into some snow. Its was in the 70's, and those patches of white were holding on to the bits of shade, but fading fast. The melting snow made the pools and falls of water that much more grand.

There are obstacles in our way, but we can still see the trail. It looks cold, but the weather is glorious.

Found a couple adorable frogs swimming in the puddles.

We could hear the low rumbles of this waterfall before we even reached it. This first photo is from above, and the next is from the mid way down.

And then we came around the corner to this jaw dropping view. Erma Bell Lake in all her glory. "Time to whip out the fishing pole!" Weston said with excitement.

Weston is a happy camper. He caught his fish!

Between two of the Erma Bell lakes was this beauty. It was a steep climb down, but worth these shots. It made me feel like I was on Kauai again with the misty spray and mossy rocks.

It just kept getting better. Middle Erma Bell was just as beautiful as her big sister.

The flowers were so  pretty. I tried to good photos of some, but couldn't capture them all. With the white dogwood trees in bloom, and all the different varieties of ground flowers, it was hard to keep my eyes on the trail.

There is always one or two that get a little tuckered out from the journey. But we all left feeling a little closer to nature and each other.