I have never been to the Pendleton Round-Up.

Shocking, I know.  I grew up in Eastern Oregon, and have never taken part in that tradition.

Well, let me take that back.  I have been to the Round-Up once.  It was 10 years ago, I was there to see the JoDee Mesina concert, I was pregnant with Reagan, and I was the designated driver.  We went home after everyone had a couple of drinks, so I don’t really count it as having “been” to the Round-Up.

This year, my friend, Crindalyn (she’s the online content editor for the EO Publishing Group), had to be in town to cover Round-Up, so we made arrangements to go together.  I had to be in Hermiston earlier that day, so I met her in Pendleton that afternoon.  We walked the booths at Main Street and caught some rest in the hotel before braving the downtown scene that night.

I have no idea who this guy is, and whether he is supposed to be a piece of asparagus or something else, but he was just too funny to *not* take a picture of.

Oh yeah, and this was two days after I broke my foot, so I was on crutches.  By the time the night was over, I could hardly move because of all the sore muscles!  I forgot just how many muscles it takes to use crutches – back, stomach, arms, etc.

Anyway, we had a great time, saw a couple of people we know, and just relaxed!

I’m thinking, though, that I might make the boot and crutches an annual tradition because I never had to fight anyone to get a place to sit!  LOL

Oh, and I kind of feel sorry for this lady – I do believe she is, as they say, “DONE”!  Yes, those are my crutches she is sleeping on.

Amy

Nature Girl. Mom. Wife. Friend. Photographer. Sewer. Crafter. Artist.

To borrow a phrase – “Yeet Ye Riche”