Only in Wyoming

I met up this evening with some friends at the Front Street Tavern located on First Street, at the very edge of downtown and directly across the street from the railroad tracks.

There was a commotion outside.

A huge hay wagon, full of folk, stopped outside the tavern.

Then we heard bang—bang—bang, multiple times.

I stepped outside, but it was over.

I was ready the next time they came around, only I didn’t have my camera.

So my friend J let me use her phone to take a shot and then e-mailed me the photo of the reenactment.

Wish I had gotten photos of the guys lying “dead” in the street.

Only in Wyoming—