Last summer our family had the opportunity to fulfill a lifelong dream. For years each of us had wanted to experience what the settling of the west must have been like. It so happened that my aunt and uncle were going to join a wagon train reenactment and invited us to go along.
|This is our chuck wagon. Note the side board that folds down for food prep. and the chore lists.|
|This is a window that can zip closed at night or in the event of a storm.|
That first night of orientation, we were so excited, we could barely contain ourselves, but because Laughing Water was just recovering from a bad cold, we decided to stay in a hotel before hitting the trail the next day. Were we glad we did! It rained heavenly buckets on the campers, horses, and wagons. We didn't know it then, but the whole operation would soon be incredibly thankful for that rain. But, I'm getting ahead of myself.
I'm pretty sure our foremothers didn't get to sit on red carpeted benches!
|Laughing Water waiting for the procession to start.|
|The first bit was a muddy mess because of the torrential rains the night before.|
|Here we are trying to catch up to our wagon without letting our hurrying skirts spook the already frisky horses.|
|The real horse people among us.|
|Me and my cowboy.|
I'll show more of the details of the trip in the next posts. - Nanette