Much of the day we drove through thick forests on smaller roads. A buck crossed out suddenly at one point in front of the truck and Art braked nicely. We saw guys in cammo everywhere, hunting season apparently in full swing.
My least favorite sign
A barbershop on our walk through town, home to the Pendleton woolen mills.
This antiques shop was provocative. Cowboy stuff abounds here. We just missed the Round-Up, a rodeo event lasting a week and bringing thousands to town.