My brother-in-law decided to treat us to a day out, so off we bundled into the car again and away we went. It was a surprise trip and we had to guess where we were going. Now me being from England how should I know where we were going! My family were definitely at an advantage. I wracked my brains and scraped out some of the history that one collects subconciously, watching movies etc. Then it came into view.
A cowboy town. Well, I thought, this has got to be.....................'DODGE CITY AHEAD!!!' yells my brother-in-law, as he blasts out all train of thought from my brains! My ears started ringing and I went deaf for a moment. And there it was, THE Dodge City. You know, the one in the movies, or was it? Well, we parked the car and got out. Darn it! This heat, it's another 92F, humidity 95%. It would take me years to get acclimatised! Anyway, I saw a booming, modern city to my left and to my right was a lil ole place, with wooden buildings built along a promenade. There was a saloon, jail, bank, foodstore, and other small commodities. I couldn't wait to get over and be a part of this history. I explored every crevice, every nook and cranny and could almost believe I was back in the good old wild west. All I needed now was a stetson, pants, shirt and boots and the stage would have been complete. Oh, I forgot my horse! (A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse! ahem!) As you go through the buildings you will enter an inner court. Just follow some of the guide signs and you will come across Boot Hill Cemetary. It is said that THE Wyatt Earp is buried here. It's a very small patch of land and I was amazed how teeny weeny it was. I seem to remember Boot Hill Cemetary as quite a big place in the western movies I've seen. But I believe this is the last remnant of the original.