A night in Sister, OR.

Mount Thielsen on the drive from Crater Lake to Bend

 

After a driving for many hours arrived at the Bend/Sisters Garden RV Park. The place was immaculately manicured.  Friendly people whizzed by in little golf carts.  Here's a picture of it in the background as we were arriving.

At the front desk when I inquired about the Internet and informed that the gentleman who I was speaking with was actually the guy who mows the lawn, he told me he knew what the Internet was, but nothing else.  I explained my situation and we agreed I'd buy a night, and if the Internet was good I'd come back for more.

I went to the site plugged in and got around 200kbps. I went back to the front desk and asked for a refund, explained I couldn't stay there. Once the refund was processed I headed out, and realized it was beginning to get dark, I headed into town and found a campground right in the middle of Sisters creek.  I also saw three airstreams, with a spot in between them all, I pulled in and took this photo:

 The owners of the other Airstreams were much older, retired, rich, bike nuts. We got along fine, but nothing memorable.  They told me I should go to Blazin Saddles in Sisters and I might find a good deal on a Bike there.

Later that night I ended up driving back toward Bend (about 30 minutes) to have a drink with a girl named Brynessa I'd met on Tinder.  (It was her only night off, and she really insisted on meeting me). As I got out of my car she came over and met Gravy, and a guy minding his own business looks at me, looks at her, and straigh to my face goes "dude, that girl crazy" and nods towards her.  I thought it was weird, but next time I'll listen.  Brynessa was confused about how reality worked, we had some drinks, and went back to her place, I spent several hours really appreciating her crazy and I finally left at 4:30am.  I think she was mad I didn't stay over, but she was too nuts for me, she's the cut your dick off because you have one type of girl.  I was going to write her a nice note the next morning and found I was unfollowed on Tinder.

Went back to the campground and slept for a few hours.
The next day I resolved I would go back to Bend since it seemed everybody in Sisters was about 20 years older than me.