OMG! Friday 13th! I say a little prayer this morning - please, please, please may everyone stay safe on their bikes today - & every day, come to that. I'll be good forever, honest.
We visited Fort Laramie this morning, & I find early American history so fascinating. We learned all about day to day life in the fort from costumed re-enactors. It was never stockaded with wooden defensive walls the way we usually imagine frontier forts to be. Truth is, there were enough men & artillery housed there so the Indians would never attack; they just picked the soldiers off like snipers when they ventured out in small groups.
Ali Barber & the Cavalry!
|Click on this picture to read the travellers' messages.|
I loved hearing the tales of the life of a laundress back in the day; a hard life, though not without some status & benefits. But I would have preferred to be an Officer's Wife, all afternoon tea & dishing out orders! No change there, then! John enjoyed it, too. Delusions of grandeur surfaced in John, as he spied a cavalry hat he fancied - he says he'll have three stripes on his shoulder by next year to go with it!
|I didn't take a photo of John's new hat, but it was nothing like these!|
I'm sure we could have stayed longer at Fort Laramie, but it was getting hot, & we had a road to ride, so after grabbing a quick bottle of Sarsparilla from the Soldiers Bar, we mounted up & continued our journey.
Our destination for lunch was Laramie itself, which strangely enough is almost a hundred miles from the Fort, & afterwards we headed for Loveland, where we had scheduled a visit to Thunder Mountain H-D. They keep some great ladies clothing in there, & I was looking forward to calling in, but for some reason, my sat-nav took me straight past it to our hotel. John & all our riders stopped & shopped there, but I had dropped so far behind the group in the busy teatime traffic that I didn't see them turn off the motorway. Funny that, I must ask John how I bypassed it, as he's the one who programmes the sat-navs ...
Friday evening, Colin & Sandra, Kev & Janet, & John & Janice found a hip 'n' happnin' little pub around the corner from our hotel, where they had already sampled several glasses of the landlord's finest when who should walk in but our cheeky cockney chappies, Harry & Bob! Well, much frivolity, singing on the karaoke & dancing moves ensued, & a cracking good night was had by all! Good enough to give Kev the mother of all hangovers next morning anyway! I'll leave you with these images ...
Kev gets wiv it, large!
|Sandra & Janice - at least three sheets to the wind!|
|John makes some shapes on the dancefloor!|
|And a good time was had by all!|
So, Friday 13th ended well after all. Mind you, Saturday the 14th was a bit of a headache for some!!!!