Rolley Creek is only a few minutes by car from where I live. It is an easy drive but is also a gateway to a vast northern wilderness expanse of mountains, forests, and streams that goes on for miles and miles. I first ventured into this park when I was 14 years old and will often walk around the lake, Rolley lake, along its heavily wooded trails and wooden boardwalk. The best part about this lake is that there are many interesting features to be discovered as you walk the circular pathway that leads you back to the graveled parking lot where you started. Back around 1910, Mr. Rolley built his home here and used it as a headquarters for his shingle and shake company. I have yet to discover its location as the house was demolished a long time ago. Rolley Creek flows into Rolley Lake from the West side of the lake but also flows out of the East side. Both East and West creeks are named Rolley Creek to help save on confusion. My painting shows the Western portion of Rolley Creek, which is often unseen by hikers as it is both wild and hidden by the heavy undergrowth.
