Cheyenne - a windy city

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Monday, July 15, 2013

Chicago is nicknamed 'the Windy City' because of its politicians' longwinded oratory back in the late 19th century.  But Cheyenne is a truly windy city.  Asked by a stranger if the wind always blows like that, the answer was:  'no... it also blows from all other kinds of direction.'
Gina McGee is one of the blog's readers and commentators.  She had graciously offered to show me Cheyenne if I came that way.  So, on Saturday at 10 am promptly I showed up at the apartment where she and her mother lives.  Gina was all smiles and ready to go.  I told her that I had not yet had any breakfast and would like a light meal to start with.  She suggested that we drive to the 'Luxury Diner' and it was indeed an interesting place.  The core of the restaurant was an old train dining wagon.  
First stop on our sightseeing program was the Union Pacific Depot.  Cheyenne is a railroad town established in 1867 when the railroad reached the region.  The depot itself, a stately building in Romanesque architecture, built in 1887, was redesigned in 1929 in Art Deco style.  Completely restored in 2004, the depot is now a National Historic Landmark.  The depot is no longer used as a train station; it's a museum with an upstairs model railroad run entirely by volunteers' efforts.  After the visit to the museum Gina and I strolled around in the old city, and when I got thirsty we went into the Albany, where I had a mug of New Belgium Brown Ale and Gina coffee and water.  Before that we had already booked tickets on the trolley and were ready to embark it at 1.30 pm.  Our enthusiastic driver and guide told us about the town and its origins and we then embarked on a ride to see the most interesting points.  At the Historic Governors' Mansion we all got out so we could see the mansion from the inside.  It was all very stylish.  In the basement, the mansion even had its own fallout shelter, a small room with foodstuffs where the inhabitants hopefully could survive the effects of radiation back in the Cold War when the threat of a Soviet attack was a very real one.
When the tour was finished at 4.30 pm we drove out to the Terry Bison Ranch, a famous bison ranch which also has many other animals incl. camels that seem to withstand the harsh Wyoming climate very well.  I was getting hungry and suggested we finish the day with a steak dinner.  Gina promptly recommended the Texas Roadhouse, another of those boisterous wildwest restaurants with sizzling steaks.  The food was too abundant and both of us had to ask for a box.  
Early next day, Sunday, the cattle drive was to take place.  550 heads of cattle are taken down Interstate-25 to Frontier Park to be ready for next week's Frontier Days.  I had incurred a slight cold on Friday because of a rapid shift in temperature and declined the invitation to come along (it turned out that neither Gina nor her mom went to see the cattle drive the next morning).  So, I took Gina home, and we agreed that I would return for a second day of sightseeing the next morning at 12 am.  What an interesting day it had been!            
(It's getting dark, so I will post just one photo and then continue the blog in the morning.)   
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Gina McGee on

Jens, Reading the blog was like reliving the wonderful day we had. I look forward to the next installment,

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