Greetings from Lassen Volcanic National Park

My Dad, Vernon Watson, was a summer ranger , 1953 & 54. As a young boy, 9 & 10, I roamed the park, rode my bike to take Dad his dinner at the entrance station, climbed peaks, and learned to enjoy nature, which has remained with me to this day, now 80 and still adventure traveling to parks all over.

Sincerely,
BOB

Lassen Volcanic National Park

Tucked away in far northeastern California, Lassen offers sweeping grandeur and hydrothermal marvels in an uncrowded, contemplative atmosphere. The park is home to more than 40 volcanoes, bubbling mudpots, steaming fumaroles, stunning mountain views and vast, naturally dark skies. The park's namesake peak is the one of the largest plug dome volcanoes in the world — a type of volcano that grows in size from layers of its own lava building on top of each other over time.

State(s): California

Established: 1916

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