The Strange and "Historic" Town of Bastrop, Texas

Jason and I attending a wedding this weekend as photographer and videographer for our friends Karl and Marlise. On our way back to Austin on Sunday, we stopped in the "historic" town of Bastrop. http://www.cityofbastrop.org/
We never found out why it was so "historic" because everything was closed. We did get to walk around and see some of the things that make it so strange. The town seemed obsessed with old Coke-Cola signs and products. (You know you are in the South when there is a Waffle House on the corner and you can't find a Pepsi product, just sweet tea and "coke".) Nothing wrong with that, we just found it amusing. They also seemed to like old cars, gas pumps, and renting out their children!?! Needless to say, we didn't stay very long...


Jason at the very "eccentric" coffee shop I "drag" him into. Afterall, it was a chilly weekend in Texas. (If you can believe it!) In the 30's with freezing rain. We had to stop for hot chocolate!

Rocky Verses the Bag

Mouse in the Bag!

The Approach:

Almost there!

Somethings Got ME!!!!!!

Stuck...

Got'cha!

What's the point of a blog if you can't put cheesy pictures of your pets online?

Road Trip

Friday-Monday Jason and I traveled from Laramie, Wyoming to Medford, OR to pick up a collection of artifacts for the Wyoming Territorial Prison. The weather was great and the drive was beautiful. Best of all, we got to spend 4 full days together!

The pictures were taken from the car, no time to stop, on my new Elph Canon! (Gift from Jason for my birthday).

Wyoming

Good Man

Utah

Wendover Will, UT

Road Art Bonneville Flats, where the land speed record is set (620 mph in a car) when it is dry!

Gambling in Reno, we lost a dollar!

Mt. Shasta, California

State of Jefferson

Outside of Medford, OR Teresa and the donor, Kim, great-grandson of the prison's first warden.

Live with my husband, what's that about?

Wow! Just when I was getting use to the idea of being married and not living with my husband, Jason tells me he is being transfered to Laramie as the South Wyoming Access Coordinator/Game Warden!!!! (We just found out and I'm still in shock :). July 1st will be his first official day in his new Laramie based position.
I'm thrilled but also terrified! Jason and I have lived apart for a full year and I haven't had a roommate for two. Now I have to re-evaluate my living habits. No more ice cream for dinner, late night "Sex and the City" marathons, clothes on the floor, unmade bed (for you Dad), hogging the computer, etc. J/K/Grin. I'm sure we'll make it just fine, but it will be an adjustment for us both.
Also, because my landlord doesn't allow pets, and I've been looking on the side for a year now, we'll be shopping for our first house! (Planning a wedding and house hunting, are we crazy?!?) Wish us luck.
Happy to have found each other, The Treysons

Wolcott, Wyoming

Sheep Shearing Shed

As curator of the Wyoming Territorial Prison State Historic Site, I get to see a lot of neat things. Today I went to Wolcott, Wyoming, an old sheep ranch. Now, I don't know much history of the place (yet) but today it is little more than a ghost town. While my boss and three volunteers loaded this HUGH stove from the old kitchen, (it will be restored and go on display in the prison's kitchen) I explored the rest of the buildings.

Bunk house, blacksmith shop, barn, sheep shearing shed, etc (the old saloon was locked up tight). I believe the shed is the last of its kind in Wyoming. In fact, if it isn't on the historic register, it will be soon. This legislative session, a senator from our region is proposing a bill that would fund a relocation study to see if it is even possible to move the shed from its current location to our historic site. Now, most historians know, after you move a building from its original location, it looses much of its historic value. But in this case, even the State Preservation Office is in favor of the move. If we get it, it will be restored. If it stays where it is, it will continue to decay. For now, it is a great place to take pictures and explore (with the owners permission of course).

Snow coming thru the cracks of the sheep shearing shed.

Time & old age (what we don't want to happen to the sheep shed).

Weathered Details

Interior of the Sheep Shearing Shed

Inside the sheep shearing shed, there are these very large windows in the ceiling. When the ranch hands sheared the sheep (removed the wool), it would get very warm inside the building (greenhouse effect). The "shades" were adjusted to cover the windows and alleviate some of the heat. Otherwise, they were tied to the side to let more light/heat in when needed. (Probably to keep the sheep warm after they were shaved).

Wind & Weather

Now I don't know about Chicago, but I think I live in the windest place in the world! Yesterday I saw a semi, a SEMI, blown over by the wind. A few months ago, this moble home was blown over in transit. We've had a lot of snow, by my standards, which makes for beautiful pictures, but long drives. This week, I took the long way home from Casper, which adds another 80 miles to my commute.
Because of work responcibilites and the weather, Jason and I won't see much of each other this month.

But now, something to smile at. This winter, Jason's dog, Tillie, got snow boots! Here she is trying them on.

Slide and Drift

Ok, lets see who really reads this thing! Friday on my way to Casper I hit an ice spot and slid off the road into a ditch filled with snow. Rocky (the cat) was in the back seat and hardly lifted his head. In fact, he slept thru most of the ordeal. At first, I was excited nothing was broken. The car was fine, I was ok, but the drivers behind me didn’t stop. So then I got pissed. (I don’t think they were from WY). The drivers in front of me came back to check on me. They were two female college students. My angels. I didn’t have a signal on my phone so I used one of the girl’s to call the highway patrol. You know what they said??? Call us back if you can’t get out. So we tried, and yep, I was stuck! (The ditch was very icy and at a sharp slant. I could hardly push my door open to get out). Finally some guys stopped. First a Dodge truck tried to pull me out. That didn’t work and he ended up stuck. We called the highway department back and they seemed annoyed that we got another car stuck!!! (By this time both Jason and his dad were on their way to help via the patrol scanner). 40 min. or so into this a Ford truck came by, and if you are a Chevy fan, don’t bother reading any more… and pulled the Dodge out and then me! Yeeee. (I’m now a Ford fan!) I am so grateful for everyone who stopped and helped. Ironically, they were all college students. So, I don’t want to hear any more bitching from old people about the college students. I don’t know how many old people drove by, gawked, and kept going! Anyway, I was only on the road another 5 miles before I saw Jason. He turned around and escorted me back into town (another 60 miles). So needless to say, I feel like a true Wyomingite now!

Today in Prison History

Jan. 6th, 1896 Robert Leroy Parker, alias Butch Cassidy, is pardoned by Governor William A. Richards. Prior to being released, Cassidy spend a year and six months in the Wyoming Territorial Prison for stealing horses.

Christmas

(Visiting Grandma in the Nursing Home. The whole time we were wondering how she crams so much stuff into her tiny room!)

We are SO behind! Since Jason and I were bums for New Years (I think we went to sleep at 12:30) lets review Christmas! Just as we did in Georgia, we had a blast spending time with Jason's family in Wheatland, Wyoming. Of course we've got a few more pictures. We were lucky to relax and finalize some of our wedding plans.

Christmas pictures:

(Grandpa, Dad, Me, Parents, Bailey aka Muppet Dog, Rahn n Kat)

(Grandpa Sherwood in orange chair, Aunt Ruth, Grandma Sherwood, and Dee Sherwood opening gifts, Jason's parents, Dee and Bill Sherwood)

Flash foward: and now let me brag on Jason. He took today off and joined me in Laramie. While I was at work, he cleaned my car(ITS SO CLEAN!), installed/upgraded my smoke and carbon monoxide detectors, purchased new tires for my car (found 2 nails in 1 tire), changed the oil, cordinated with the hotel for our wedding guests, fixed the leaky faucet in the tub, got rid of the drip in the toliet, and much, much more! He is such a GOOD man! --- Thanks for letting me brag! (Jason's note: Trey was no slouch, either--she got up early--and let me sleep in--then she took me out to lunch and made a HUGE supper for me, er, us. . . . )

The Treysons

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