Detroit Lake

On the way to Bend, I would stop by Sisters—but before Sisters I would camp at the Metolias, and alas, on the way there, during a five minute clearing of the rain, I found this… I jumped out of my car and flew down the ravine onto the plain of—what WAS this?? I snapped a few photos, stood on top of a tree trunk in awe, and then the drops began to come down once more. I darted straight back up the hill to the cover of my car and took one last glimpse before moving on.