Matt and I took a day trip to Olive Lake. To get there, we drove to Granite (Oregon's fourth-smallest incorporated city) and took a left, then traveled on a dirt road for awhile.
I had visions of swimming, but it's called an alpine lake for a reason. Matt swam around the copse of trees pictured above, but I got in and got right back out. My Mediterranean blood is not made for cold lakes.
2 comments:
What a lovely lake. I also appreciate your use of the word copse!
Wow, I lived in Oregon for 10 years and I have no idea where this lake or the town of Granite are. It looks absolutely lovely! And you guys are super cute in your selfie.
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