Oh,
lord, Wyoming.
My
mother’s side of the family is from Wyoming.
I
haven’t visited Wyoming as often as I have visited Spokane, but I’ve been out
there several times for either work or for fun. The fishing is great.
Sheridan
is the town my mother is from. It is exactly three exits on the highway and if
you blink you will miss it. I’m exaggerating a little bit (not much) but it is
actually a pretty big Wyoming town. It’s very homey. It is also home to the
King’s Ranch Saddle Company. For those of you who don’t know, Kings is to
Saddles what Rolex is to watches. People from all over the world come to
Sheridan for the saddles and the ropes that they make there.
That
is about the only claim to fame that they have. It is still a very beautiful
town in a beautiful part of our country.
Challenge
to my Readers:
Small
towns have their own charm. Just be careful when you visit; these aren’t
tourist traps, they’re someone’s home. No pictures, please.
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