We just got back from dinner in Cody. This is definitely a cool little town. When we read that the population was 9520, we expected a tiny burg with maybe a couple of restaurants. This is a full on cowboy saloon spot. We enjoyed walking down the three blocks of main street, studying menus and ogling western wear shops. Many large men are walking around in boots and cowboy hats.
We finally decided to eat hamburgers at the Proud Cut Saloon. They were delicious! We were sitting beside Ryan, who ate a huge meal of French onion soup and prime rib. I asked Ryan if he was from Cody. He said no. I said, "Are you traveling?" He answered, "You could say that." He did not volunteer any other information, so I did not ask any more. Later we heard an exchange about fires between Ryan and the bartender. I said, "Are you a firefighter?" "Yes," he replied. He is working the fires near here.
Yesterday he was working the fire near Jackson, which has jumped the road. The highway between Yellowstone and Grand Tetons is closed due to this fire. We have been following this on the news since we hope to go that way in a week. He said the fire grew from 1700 acres to 7000 acres yesterday. I thanked him for his work. I also said it sounds scary. He said his work now is not scary. He is working with a helicopter unit now.
Ryan works for the forest service in Arizona. He said they got rain starting in June, so he was sent up here to work. What a job!
Another "not in Atlanta" sight was this:
We took a brisk walk after dinner, and George stopped abruptly by this car.
"That is something you would not see in Atlanta," he said.
Look closely:
Yep. We're not in Georgia.
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