|The 114th Cheyenne Frontier Days, “the Daddy of them All,” began on Friday and we were glad to be able to participate at least a little before leaving town. Unfortunately, the motorcycle was not ready to pick up till late afternoon, so we weren’t able to get out to the arena in time to do the volunteer ushering, but we did have lots of fun at the fairgrounds during the day. We attended the steer roping “slack” which we found out is the rodeo term for a preliminary event to see who would be in the finals at the rodeo. The man who sat behind us had already competed, and he told us he knew his time would be fast enough to qualify for the finals. He introduced himself and told us he was originally from Highland Park, TX but had moved to Abilene. Fred thinks he probably runs the family ranch out there. When we got back to the RV, Fred “googled” Paul Patton and discovered he was quite a successful steer roping contestant in many rodeos. Too bad we aren’t going to be able to stay and watch the finals – another time maybe. The Old West Museum provided information about the rodeo’s history plus there were exhibits about the different events in rodeo. Displayed in the museum were the belt buckles to be awarded this coming week and the saddles that would be given to the winners of the many rodeo events. The saddles were quite beautiful and we were tickled to learn they were made by a saddler in Bryan, Texas rather than created here in Wyoming! Like the State Fair of Texas, there were many vendors to enjoy. We wandered around the old west town with its false storefronts and checked out some of the merchandise. Our favorite store sold mixes for soups and dips. The owners visited with us quite awhile and gave us suggestions for future RV trips to some of the locations they liked the most. During the afternoon, we drove back into town so I could enjoy my afternoon tea at the Nagle-Warren Mansion, while Fred decided he’d enjoy some time at a local pub! After finally picking up the motorcycle and loading it into the RV, we had a quiet night at the ranch and prepared to leave for Laramie the next morning.