Winter is a great time to tool around. It is quiet; meaning no people, no crowds. I was finally on my way to Crater Lake (Oregon), on my drive back home from Klamath Falls (I’ve passed by twice before; last year I was almost stranded in snow at the closed north entrance). Crater Lake is north of Klamath Falls, a significant detour from the fastest way home. The detour took even longer as I kept stopping on the 30 mile road to the crater. Most of the way in were summer park-resorts and farms—all quieted by the summer snow. Even the winter trees were sleeping.