50,000 men, women and children came west from 1843-1863 on what we call the Oregon Trail. It boggles the mind.
We made a stop or two to stretch the legs and see what the 'Information Center' had.
We got in around noon and had time to go into town and see what we could see. Our first stop was the Pendleton Woolen Mills. It began in 1863 but did not flourish until the late 1800's when it became took on new ownership and began making their world famous Indian blankets and men's woolen shirts.
The store is full of western wear and also has a collection of art and cowboy lore.
It was a little warm still, but I enjoyed some time outside and took some pictures of the countryside and the highway up the mountain from where we had been earlier in the day. It was a 6% decline down into the valley so we had taken it pretty slow.
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