Sundance, Wyoming is a small, sleepy, western town tucked in the shadow of Sundance Mountain --not too far from the Black Hills. The town is steeped in western lore and it's been said that Native American tribes first sun-danced on the mountain here and that's why it has this name.
The legendary Sundance Kit took his name from the town after spending 18 months in jail for stealing a horse, a gun and a saddle from a nearby ranch (that's still here).
Note. Sundance, Wyoming is not where the Sundance Film Festival is held.
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Wayne holding Lexie,
Harry Longabaugh, seated in the corner, and
Me holding Ozzie. |
About the photo above and the reason I'm squatted while Wayne is seated: The camera is attached to the tripod that's precariously perched on the steps below the statue. Because Wayne can't see the little buttons on the camera, I'm the photographer. I frame the picture, set the timer and run to get into the picture. All that with Ozzie under one arm. Gee, I'm multi-tasking again.
We've stopped here in Sundance for a few days to see Devils Tower, an attraction of great interest to me and of little interest to Wayne -- but he's happy to take me to see it. Hope you'll join us there.
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