Cabin at Dubois Wyoming

This is the wonderful little town of Dubois.  Take a step back in time and meet great people and a great town.  We ate lunch at the Cowboy Cafe.  Picture a tiny cafe, were you try to squeeze in as many people as you can and get great homemade food and Pie.  Everybody says Hi and offers their ketchup off their table.  We were lucky to eat there for lunch because when we came back into town at supper time the Cowboy Cafe was having a grease fire in the kitchen and the fire department was there.  They had to close down for 2 days to clean up, but were open again.  Hope none of the pie was destroyed!

Many miles west of Dubois is the mountainess, gravel road that leads to Howard's cabin.  It's not like the cabins we used to rent in Northern Wisconsin for a summer vacation.  This was a resort.  Unbelievable thought and design was gone into this cabin and only God could paint the view.  We had our own bedroom and bath.  Buddy got to hang out in the cabin and met 2 new dog friends, Ruger and Brownie.  Everyone in Wyoming owns a gun for a dozen.  We got to do a little target practice.  Lots of fun.

This was the panoramic view from the cabins window.  It looked like a painting.  Undescribable.

The inside was gorgeous and very homey.  We had lots of fun visiting, laughing, and eating together.

 Randy caught himself a Jackalope, roped it and rode it down the streets of Dubois.  He stopped for a moment so I could catch this picture inside the grocery story.  Ride em Cowboy!!

 The Rodeo on Friday nights in Dubois was entertaining.  It reminded me of a Friday night football game back in Wisconsin.  All the kids show up and they sell munchies and all the crowds of kids and parents hang out.  This was the youngest barrel racer, age 4.  They start them young.  Go to school Monday thru Thursday and Fridays is Rodeo training and show days.  This little cowboy didn't win, infact his time was twice as long as everyone else, but he's learning.

This was Jackie's favorite lake, mountain area to go to.  Brooks Lake.  Beautiful lake in the middle of the mountains.  You would never know it was there unless you took a right turn off the road and drove way back in the trees.

 

Where else in America do you slow down to let a herd of cattle cross the road?

It's a beautiful country we live in.  We are so blessed to be able to see it and meet the people.