Museums

We started our day with a few yard sales--even found some stuff too. 

Then it was off to the long-awaited Oregon Trail Interpretive Center. We planned on going two years ago, but because we worked an extra month at the lighthouse, we put it off till last year. You know what last year was like; we went no where. 

Cary posed with the covered wagon at the front entrance.

We were fortunate to hear the music from these folks (hard to get a picture after the performance without other people in it), who also gave us information about the trail. Lucky because, the center was closed due to Covd!

We drove to a point where there are actual ruts in the old trail from the wagons. 

From there we drove back into town to visit the historical museum. Wow, a lot to absorb in one day. I am sharing just a few of the pictures I took.

The rock room, with specimens from the U.S., Mexico and Canada. There was also information about two sisters who collected rocks and minerals, one even at aged 94, still collecting.

These polished stones were all done by one man. 

The Airstream trailer was developed by a local man, Wallace Byam.

The museum is in a building that was once a natatorium. I learned a new word! It once housed an indoor swimming pool. The pool was covered over during WWII and used to build truck beds,12 a day.

The upper deck you can see in this photo was sort of a viewing area, lounging around and watching the swimmers.