After checking out the ski town of Bend, we drove back to Suttle Lake to camp. Luckily we had packed up that morning as the site we had camped in was locked up. The last site we tried was unlocked, so we pitched our tent, started a fire, and settled in for another cold night. While it wasn't quite as cold as the night before, the wind picked up to where the tent felt like it might lift off and fly into the lake. The next day, we choose to take the Old McKenzie Highway back, a mountain pass that would be closing for the winter in a matter of weeks. This took us through the Belknap Lava Fields, gray desolation that stretched as far as the eye could see.