…Not once, but twice!
One year ago this weekend, The Boy and I stepped back in time and ventured out to “Dodge City”. The story below is what I posted last year, however, being the history buff I am and the fact we had so much fun, I thought I would rerun the post for those who may not have seen it. This was one of my very first posts for the blog, so there was not a lot of substance. I was just excited being able to share our adventure with family and friends.
Although it was a reenactment “Dodge City”, it was an entertaining way to spend an afternoon. In the slide show below are some pictures that I have not posted before, yet were part of our experience last year.
I hope we find time to make it out again this year; however that may be tough to do as “The Boy” keeps pretty occupied with his friends nowadays (sigh).
Old West Festival ~ Dodge City, KS
Original story posted on Sept. 26, 2011
We did it, we stepped back in time on Sunday. We woke early, but didn’t leave the house until 10:15 and headed off for the day, headed to Dodge City, Kansas. A town once run by famous lawmen like Bat Masterson and Wyatt Earp.
Below is a brief History of DODGE CITY
(borrowed from the handout at the event)
The real Dodge City of the 1870’s was a unique phenomenon in the history of the United States. This cow town sprang up virtually overnight and captured the essence of life in the expanding American Southwest.
In the early years of Dodge, stacks of Buffalo hides towered along Front street. Filthy Buffalo hunters and traders filled the town’s establishments. By 1875 the Buffalo were all gone and the Longhorn Cattle of Texas drove the dollars into town.
Law and order came riding into town with respectable officers such as Bat Masterson, Bill Tilghman and Charlie Bassett. The city passed an ordanance that no guns could be worn or carried north of the “deadline” railroad tracks.
Dodge City in 1878 was, perhaps the definition of the Old West. It was a year when Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday roamed the streets, when the Texas cowboys drove cattle and quenched their thirst in the saloons, when the dance halls were filled with Can-Can dancing and the streets were filled with gunfighting.
The beginning of our adventure
First thing as we stepped through the gate a young sweet looking girl greeted us and asked “The Boy” if he was her husband. After he gave the question a second or two to soak in, his reply was yes. (He told me later that she was cute). Well, need I say that was the answer the lil’ Miss was looking for and she promptly took her future “handsome” husband by the hand and they were off, looking for the Sheriff to get hitched.
- American Heroes~W.B. BAT MASTERSON (1853-1921)~by rldubour (ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com)
- This town ain’t big enough for the government and its people (gunnyg.wordpress.com)