A Night on the Town

After writing my blog post yesterday afternoon, Mike and I walked into the little town of Dubois, Wyoming. As I said in yesterday's post, a few horses tied up to hitching posts, and you might expect to run into Wyatt Earp as you walk these streets. That's the Outlaw Cafe and Outlaw Saloon across the street.

There's the Horse Creek Station. 

We stopped into Welty's General Store. They had all kinds of things inside from gifts and Christmas ornaments to cowboy boots and big hunting knives.

This was the sign they had posted at the front door. I didn't even notice the photography prohibition until I uploaded this image. I'm glad I didn't do what I usually do...which is to take pictures of everything in sight. On the other hand, I'm getting pretty snooty about places that won't let me take pictures. Had I noticed it on the way in, we might not have gone past the front door. 

Almost all the buildings are of the log cabin variety.

And Dubois is celebrating its centennial this year.

We were looking at this boardwalk with names on each board and considering their meaning when we noticed our shadow selves in tow. We haven't seen them in a while. They are fair-weather friends at best.

We're thinking the names were either folks who donated money for boardwalk restoration, or perhaps they were folks who donated time, or both. In any case, every board on both sides of the street had a name.

Here is the Rustic Pine Tavern I told you about yesterday.

We stepped inside just to look around, and then came back later for dinner.

There were lots of funny signs posted around town, as if the town hadn't changed in its one hundred years.

And there was this open mine. It doesn't seem to be operational, but there were no barriers or warning signs. It looked as if one could just walk inside, but we didn't.

After that, we walked back to the trailer. Our spot is right beside the Wind River.

We're seeing fall leaves everywhere we go now.

We cleaned up a little and then walked back to the restaurant for dinner. We had a drink in the bar, and then went into the dining room. We had a really delicious dinner. Mike ordered the rib-eye, and I had a chicken breast smothered in honey barbecue sauce, cheese, and bacon. Not for dieters. It was a truly lovely evening. I didn't take any pictures of our food for a change. We just enjoyed one another's company without cameras this time.

I've decided to sign off until we get home. The next two nights will find us in places we've already been...just last year, in fact...and I'm linking to my blog posts from last year. Here's the post from Heyburn, Idaho where we'll stay tonight. And here's the post from Hot Lake in LaGrande, Oregon where we stayed on the first night out from last year's trip. Little did we know at the time I wrote those posts that we were headed into a flood of Biblical proportion. Every trip has its challenges.

Thanks to all who have followed along so faithfully this trip and left so many funny, supportive, informative, and enjoyable comments. It always makes the trip more fun when I have my bloggy friends along. I'm going to devote my blogging time over the next couple of days to working on my embroidery, and I'll write again when we get back home.