A Brief Trip to Bend Oregon
First night of a brief trip to Bend, and we walked downtown after dark, past the Des Chutes Historical Museum with its flags still up and one bright lamp over the entrance, then out onto the footbridge over the Deschutes. Paddleboarders were still on the water at that hour, working upstream against the last of the sky.
Next day we ate on the sidewalk downtown, dog on a lap the whole meal eyeing the table, a Mexican Coke and a stout among the drinks. Then the required pilgrimage: the last Blockbuster on Earth is here, sharing a sign pole with a Papa Murphy's and a salon, and someone else was already outside taking pictures of it when we pulled in.
After that, Mirror Pond, which is really just the Deschutes backed up between the Bend Hydro dam and the Colorado dam, river mile 166 to 167. The name holds up — the water sat flat enough that the willows and firs on the far bank ran a full second copy of themselves upside down. A single duck crossed and dragged a wake through the middle of it.