Amelia and her young family call Dubious, Wyoming home. Dubious is a one horse town, with the heart of a 20 mule team.
A few years ago, I had the time of my life learning how to square dance with the cowboy boot, wrangler clad real cowboys that call this tiny haven home.
This is a town that hosts free catered (while I was there this past week, ham) dinners to build community bonds. If you don't mind a loooooong winter and would rather spend your Tuesdays skiing the slopes in Jackson Hole, than fighting the crowds in Walmart, then this just might be the place for you. Just don't tell them I said so. We wouldn't want to let the secret out of the bag.
I didn't get a Christmas tree last year. So, this year I got two!
Bill, Amelia, Jack and I bundled way up and braving the sub-zero temperatures skied out into the Wyoming wild to find the perfect one. We are not sure, but we heard that it might have been as cold as -17 degrees Fahrenheit.