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Civik Admin·April 15, 2026

The site in Bend, Oregon where the Brooks-Scanlon sawmill once ran two shifts and employed two thousand people is now a shopping district. It is called the Old Mill. The old powerhouse is now an REI. A four-hundred-square-foot fire hose shed, the oldest structure on the property, is a vintage clothing boutique. The former waste burners, steel cones that once incinerated sawdust and bark, hold flower arrangements.

Bend was a timber town for most of the twentieth century. Two mills, Brooks-Scanlon and Shevlin-Hixon, opened on opposite sides of the river in 1916 and for decades were among the largest pine sawmills in the world. Shevlin-Hixon sold out in 1950. Brooks-Scanlon held on until the last load of ponderosa went through in 1994 and the site went quiet. It sat in near-ruin for years. When it came back, it came back as something else.

Bend's population in 2000 was 52,000, but by the 2020 census it had nearly doubled to 99,000. The current estimate sits above 110,000. This sort of rapid population growth is, according to all conventional wisdom, to be welcomed. The injection of new people into the local economy makes new resources available with which to tear down the old and build the new. That the new often bears no relation to the old, except perhaps where original building materials have been "reclaimed" or some old name has been borrowed to lend legitimacy to whatever shop or eatery or yoga studio now occupies the place, is of little concern. As is precisely who the people behind this growth are. What matters, the proponents of the transformation say, is the economy.


Ninety-seven percent of the population growth this decade in Deschutes County, which includes Bend, has come from migration rather than births. In the 2021-2022 filing year alone, IRS records show 13,300 people moved into the county. More than half came from out of state, with California the leading source. The pattern has held for decades.

What the newcomers found was three hundred days of sunshine, skiing at Mt. Bachelor, and trails that run from the city limits into the Deschutes National Forest. What they brought was purchasing power. The median home price in Bend has reached $725,000. Only sixteen percent of the households already living there can afford to buy at that price. Nearly half of the city's renters spend more than thirty percent of their income on housing. The average single-family rental costs close to three thousand dollars a month in a city where the average renting household earns sixty-six thousand dollars a year.

Versions of this story exist in mountain towns across the West. But in Bend the timeline is compressed and the scale is specific. A city that doubled in twenty-five years did not grow from within. It was repopulated.


The political numbers track the demographic ones. In 2004, Deschutes County gave 56 percent of its presidential vote to the Republican candidate. By 2020, it gave 53 percent to the Democrat, the first time since 1964 the county had voted blue in a presidential race. In 2024, the margin widened. A county that was once aligned politically with the ranching and timber communities to its east now votes like the cities its new residents came from.

Though Deschutes County is not among the thirteen Oregon counties that have voted to leave the state and join Idaho, the bordering counties to its north, south, and east did. Several of those counties lost population in recent years, while Bend was gaining it. Though the Greater Idaho movement will almost certainly never relocate a border marker, it matters as a signal. The people in those counties believe the state they live in no longer represents the life they live, and that the laws coming out of Salem increasingly reflect the preferences of people who arrived rather than the people who remained.


Consider the person who moved to Bend in 2021. She left Portland, or the Bay Area, or Denver. She works remotely for a company headquartered in a city she no longer needs to live in. She bought a house that seemed affordable compared to what she left, though expensive compared to what it would have cost five years earlier. She volunteers at her daughter's school. She hikes the Deschutes River Trail on weekday mornings before logging on. She attended a city council meeting about a proposed bike path and spoke in favor. She is participating in her new community in exactly the way a civic-minded person should.

The person who was there before she arrived grew up in Bend when it was a town of forty thousand, when the mill site was still an industrial ruin and the houses on his street cost what a person could earn at a local job. His parents knew every family on the block. He knows fewer of his neighbors each year, and the ones he does know have been there as long as he has. His property taxes have risen with his home's appraised value, which would be welcome if he planned to sell. He does not. His children, who grew up hiking the same trails the newcomers found on Instagram, cannot afford to live in the city where they were raised. When the school board added a new outdoor education program, he did not object. He just noticed that the shop class his father took had been gone for years and nobody had replaced it.

These two people are not on opposite sides of a political argument. They are not debating a ballot measure or a candidate. They live in the same city and, in a sense that matters, they do not live in the same place. The city she moved to is the one the magazine profiles describe, scenic and active and welcoming, built for people who chose it. The city he lives in is the one that used to be something else and is becoming something he did not choose, cannot reverse, and was never consulted about.


The economic case for what happened to Bend is straightforward. The tax base grew. The schools added programs. The trails were maintained. Property values climbed. By every metric that institutions track, the transformation was successful.

The metric they do not track is whether the place still belongs, in any sense beyond the legal one, to the people who were there before the transformation started. The knowledge that your neighbors knew your name. The assumption that your children could afford to stay. The sense that the town's future would be shaped by the people who built its past. Whether any of that survived the arrival of sixty thousand new residents.

What happened in Bend and countless other places across the country was not planned, but those living in such places could be forgiven for feeling as though it was. The aggregate of thousands of individual, reasonable decisions about a place have changed the political character, economic structure, and daily texture of those places in ways that feel intentional and deeply personal. But the people who moved did not intend to displace a culture. They intended to find a life, and they found one, and the one that was already there absorbed the cost.

That cost does not appear in a ledger. No one is billed for it. No one voted on it. The people who bear it are told, accurately, that the numbers look good. They are not irrational for finding that answer incomplete.


Whether the transformation of places like Bend is a success story or something more complicated is not a question the market will settle. It is a civic one. Civik tracks the legislation, the votes, and the positions your representatives take on housing, growth, and land use in your district. If you have a view on what your community should become, put it on the record.