|Hill where Custer was killed.|
That evening we arrived in Deadwood. I was enamored as soon as we drove down the street looking for our hotel.
Before dinner we were entertained by the street players. They did a shoot out in the street in front of the hotel where we were eating.
|Fairmont Hotel Oyster Bar|
Our guide also showed us a door that led into the next building which also housed a brothel on the second floor. This allowed the clientele to move between buildings without being seen. On the tour one author, who is known for feeling ghosts, had the feeling in one room and took photos of orbs in another. I took a photo that has a strange shadow, that can't be explained. Could it be the poor woman, Maggie, who haunted the guide's room after throwing herself out the window many years ago?
|Is Maggie the shadow in the doorway?|
|American Indian horse tether.|
|1880s Train Ride|
|Me conducting a game|
With a brief respite after our trip to the train, we attended a PBR rodeo. The young bull riders tried their hardest to stay on the 1000 and 1200 pound animals but the animals got the best of most of the riders. It was a tough string of bucking bulls. The clown/entertainer gave a shout out to our group and posed for us to take photos for our book covers. LOL
|My niece and I ready for the readers!|
Sunday morning we loaded up and headed to Big Piney, Wyoming to spend the night with one of the school friends. We took her husband's advice and drove home via the scenic route he suggested and were glad we did.
|Below Jackson, WY|