|Downtown Deadwood. We Had The Town All to Ourselves|
Aaahhhhh, yes---this was the life I envisioned for myself.....lodging at a downtown casino hotel where the grub was good and plentiful in the all-night restaurant; where scantily clad waitresses and casino workers existed only for the purpose of making moi feel appreciated.
|Cindy Shot This Pic Of A Mannequin (I Think?) In The Window Of A Downtown Deadwood Hotel. I Think It Had Formerly Been A House Of Ill Repute In Deadwood's Glory Days|
"What in the sam hill are you folks doin' here this time of year?, asked the nice lady at the registration desk.
I had my answer down pat by this time, having had to respond to that same query several times over the course of the past week. "I always wanted to see Devil's Tower". I always got the same look when I said those words, and I very much enjoyed getting that reaction---loosely translated, that look meant "What mental institution did you escape from?"
Deadwood is an interesting and historic town. On a memorable evening in 1876, Wild Bill Hickok was shot dead at a poker table at Saloon # 10 in downtown Deadwood. He was playing five card draw poker at the time, and the hand he held was aces and eights, which has since become known as "the dead man's hand". If you play poker, you don't wanna be holdin' aces and eights.
Anyhooo, I digress. We spent two days in Deadwood, roaming the almost deserted streets, prowling through the shops and casinos. We don't gamble much, but we do enjoy sitting in the gaming halls and people watching. We ate like kings at the ubiquitous buffets. We napped. Our only discomfort was when we ventured out into the streets because we had to contend with the ice. It's a wonder we didn't fall down.
|Typical Snow Bank|
|Me, Getting Ready to Explore the Legendary Wall Drug Store|
|Me, Chatting With A New Wooden Friend Inside Wall Drugs|
|Inside Wall Drugs|
|We Had Several Hundred Miles Of THIS---And Remember, This is an Interstate Highway!|
We will never forget that day on the road, with the conditions so bad, with other cars and trucks scattered off the roadway for miles and miles as we slowly plodded southward.
As we neared Kansas City, the weather began to improve. We stayed overnight there, and awoke the next day to warming weather and clear roads. We sailed out of the wintry pall and into the sunshine. North Texas and home lay ahead. And the best vacation we ever had was planted in our memory forever.