Paddling through the Wild West: Explorations on the Outlaw Trail

“After tying up the raft, we walked uphill through the eerily quiet ranch. Other than us, a pair of colorfully dressed boaters wandering between worn buildings, it felt like a piece of the Wild West ripped from the past. A rickety windmill slowly turned. Horseshoes hung on a fence rail. A garter snake slithered across the path…” Continue reading at Duct Tape Diaries!