"THE SEA OF SILENCE"

EARLY every visitor to Crater Lake, even the most prosaic, describes it as mysterious. To those who have not seen it, the adjective is difficult to analyze, but the fact remains.

The explanation may lie in Crater Lake's remarkable color scheme. The infinite range of grays, silvers, and pearls in the carved and fretted lava walls, the gleaming white of occasional snow patches, the olives and pine greens of woods and mosses, the vivid, cloud-flecked azure of the sky, and the lake's thousand shades of blue, from the brilliant turquoise of its edges to the black blue of its depths of deepest shadow, strike into silence the least impressionable observers. "The Sea of Silence," Joaquin Miller calls Crater Lake.

With changing conditions of sun and air, this amazing spectacle changes key with the passing hours; and it is hard to say which is its most rapturous condition of beauty, that of cloudless sunshine, or that of twilight shadow; or of what intermediate degree, or of storm or of shower or of moonlight or of starlight. At times, the scene changes magically while you watch.

THE SUN PLAYS WONDERFUL TRICKS WITH LIGHTS AND SHADOWS Photograph by H. T. Cowling

PLAYING A THREE-POUND TROUT FROM THE ROCKY SHORE Photograph by H. T. Cowling

A POEM IN GRAYS AND GREENS AND UNBELIEVABLE BLUES Photograph by Fred H. Kiser, Portland, Oregon

CLIFFS OF A THOUSAND PEARLY HUES FANTASTICALLY CARVED Photograph by Fred H. Kiser, Portland, Oregon