Eclipse 2017, Day 5: John Day day 3

Brian (Michaela's dad) proved quite a character.  An electrician that had recently separated, he still seemed very active in his adult kid's lives.  Like many others during our visit, he was both incredibly friendly and pretty fascinated with the Tesla.  We were happy to inform him of the various ins and outs of electric car and solar power ownership; and we traded stories about being landlords and how the inevitable confrontational moments it forces puts us out of character.  It was good to know that one of his properties had the town's only laundromat.  Most important, though, he offered us coffee and had a dog, Diesel, with a motor that ran 100mph, easily evading any of elderly Dog's potential aggressions, leading to happy play.

We practically had a routine at this point.  Eat at Little Canyon Food Truck, charge the car, wander, do some kind of "meaningful" activity and reconnect with Lorin and Michaela after they had closed up shop.  Dad dropped Mom and Child off at the thrift store and ran into Russ's family when he returned to the car charger at the bike shop.  Once again, good company made the time fly. Russ taught Dad a thing or two about bikes and his dad put our American ways in perspective with tales of his time in China.  We saw another Tesla roll by, so Dad offered them the charger and scooped up Mom and Child.

Water fowl on Seventh St

There was a nice, big park on Seventh St with a duck pond, play equipment and a huge field for two baseball diamonds.  Dog was too tired to enjoy the wide open space, but Child burnt off some energy.  We decided to try the curry at Little Canyon and were not disappointed.  We stopped in the Canyon City park again on our way back up to Brian's to set up camp.  A few carloads of Lorin's friends showed up that night and, as usual, Child was the star.  After the get-to-know-yous, we strolled back to our camp and settled in for some stargazing, seeing a few shooting stars, to which Child asked Parents, "How do you want your shooting compointment? Beautiful or cool?"  Parents still have no idea where "compointment" came from or what it is.