Long Hollow Guest Ranch
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... the waitress (mid fifties with ice blond hair in long plaits) how awesome the soups (hearty though - Eric's spoon stood up in his split pea soup) where it turned out she was the soup maker and is well known in Sisters for her excellent soup! She was from the Ukraine and had also lived in Siberia and took a real liking to Cameron. After our meal and a lovely chat to her, she raced down the street after us with an ice cream cone for Cameron.
Our next stop was the ...
... hundred motorhomes on our way, apparently leaving some sort of get together near Bend. The road is also a narrower two lane, with a speed limit of fifty-five miles an hour. We went through miles and miles of wheat country followed by miles and miles of uninhabited land covered with dry grass. Finally we spotted a few cattle at a huge ranch along the road.
Sisters City ...
... with magnificent scenery all the way. The Klameth and Rogue Rivers were constant companions winding along beside the road. I thing Noela took some 250 pictures today which is the highest yet.
As we approached Bend Oregon the peaks of 3 fingers Jack, Mount Washington, Mt Jefferson and the Sisters peaks came into view with their snow capped Peaks. We ...
... the country side to hang out by Elk Lake. Upon arrival, I felt like I stepped onto the set of "Dirty Dancing" - unfortunately there wasn't that kind of entertainment there but it closely resembled the 50's family feel of that setting. On the way home, we stopped by the site of the largest tree in Oregon - it had such a powerful presence!
It was such a treat to be able to hang with these dear friends one last time before leaving the west coast...just wish ...
... out I’d see that name again and again.
Unlike the pioneers, I had a paved road in my wilderness. A nicely striped and marked paved road, with the Malheur River running right beside, sometimes on my right, sometimes on my left; a brilliant mirror, moving fast. According to my map, it begins in the southern Blue Mountains, south of Strawberry Mountain (9,038) and flows through Malheur National Forest, past Drewsey, through Warm ...