Pendleton Woolen Mills and Walla Walla

We finally left Portland on Wednesday morning, after five nights there. It was nice to be able to stay in one place and not take down and set up the camper each night.

When we left Portland, we drove east, across state to the town of Pendleton. Now I know what you're thinking. Seattle, our ultimate destination, is north of Portland. Why are we driving east? Well, we can't leave the west until we've crisscrossed the states of Oregon and Washington, can we? So we drove east to enjoy the high deserts of eastern Oregon and Washington one more time. (I almost typed desserts instead of deserts. Yes, that would have been nice, to enjoy the desserts of Oregon and Washington.) 



The lone stop we made was at the town of Pendleton. We stopped at Pendleton Woolen Mills to take a tour of the Mill and to browse the gift shop - and make a few purchases. Pendleton is a well-known name in clothing, especially wool clothing. It was interesting to see the original location in the town of Pendleton in the middle of nowhere in the high desert of eastern Oregon. The company was started in the early 1900s. The tour was interesting and explained the process of taking the large bobbins of wool and winding them through the various machines to make blankets, sweaters, socks, etc.

Pendleton Woolen Mills

Pendleton Woolen Mills, entrance

Huge wool bobbins


Making blankets

After leaving Pendleton, we drove northeast into the state of Washington - our final destination state! Yay!!! Even though we had ventured into Washington a few times while we were in Oregon, this time we are here to stay. Well, at least for a few weeks!

Our "home", at last

We drove through the town of Walla Walla. Yes, there really is a town by that name.

From Walla Walla, we started heading back west and stayed at a campground in the town of Kennewick for the night. 


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  1. Yes, I bet everyone getting those wool socks for Christmas along with a bag Walla Walla onions! (Hope I got that onion thing right! Would be embarrassing! ) I think that’s where those onions are grown? Lol
    Ellen Hutchinson

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  2. Mary would have loved the mill. She loved the one we all saw in Ct. still talks about it.

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