When in Tillamook you feel like you have to visit the cheese factory. On my first visit many years ago, hardly anyone was there. Now it's a major attraction. Mobs of people herd through the viewing rooms and gift shops, and they line up to try cheese samples and to buy ice-cream.
I would find it hard to wake up every day and think that I had to work in the cheese factory. Workers must get used to having an audience.
I don't know what goes on here.
My arrow points to the word 'color.' I'm guessing this must be where they put the colour dye in for orange cheese.
Quality control? At the far end sat this girl by herself. Every now and then she'd nab a brick of cheese from the belt and set it aside.I must have been getting tired of taking photos because I took none of the crowds of people, which would have been difficult anyway. Glenn got an ice-cream cone before we left. It seemed like at least 90% of the visitors were eating ice-cream.
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