Technically we arrived to Klamath Falls in Oregon today, but the title of my post is about a restaurant called Wingers.
They don’t have any in California, but they have the BEST wings EVER. They were super crispy and the sauce was amazing. I had the spicy fire wings, and they were HOT. My mouth burned and my eyes watered a little. Very good.
Something I must complain about here in Oregon is that it is illegal for a person to pump their own gas. Apparently Oregon and New Jersey think the average citizen is too stupid to pump their gas, so instead they make gas stations hire people to pump your gas. Stupid.
Right now I’m watching my first Dodgers game in a couple weeks, and they’ve been doing terrible. I’d be surprised if they can right the ship and make a run at the playoffs, but they’re in a big transition. They’ve got some awesome young players, and a bunch of fuddy duddies. The old guys look older than they ever have before. Not to mention half the pitching staff is broken.
Tomorrow is Crater Lake. Should be a pretty day and we might do a few short hikes to better see the place.
