Who hasn't heard of Butch Cassidy.
April 1866 - November 1908
The Robin Hood of the West
Put your hand on his shoulder and become an Outlaw.
This was his home when he was a young boy.
He was the oldest of 13 children.
He went to the country store on a Sunday to buy a pair of Jeans.
The store was closed.
He helped himself to a pair of jeans anyway.
He left a note promising the shop owner that he would be back to pay.
The outlaw was born.
This is his childhood home. He lived there for 4 years.
Cassidy's childhood home was restored this past Summer by our good friend Craig Paulsen who has won many awards for restoring and thereby saving many important and historic structures.
It was completely rebuilt. Originally the cabin had no foundation. It was listing to one side and soon would crumble into dust.
Every log was carefully taken down, a foundation was built. And one by one each log was placed into its original slot.
The cabin is located in Circleville Utah, about a hundred miles south from our home in San Pete County.
Would you drive five hours just so you can eat lunch at a little French restaurant?
Well, you would if you have heard how good and authentic the food is.
Last summer, friends, Patricia and Wayne Johnson stopped by our house to tell us that they had opened a French Restaurant in a small Utah town.
The Granary Cafe is located in the charming little town of Santa Clara, just west and north of St. George, Utah.
And, yes, the food is delicious.
Nearby, in the Santa Clara valley, live a band of 800 Shivitz,
the Paiute Indian Tribe of Utah.
The next morning we were treated to one spectacular sight after another.
Kolob Terrace road gives you an opportunity to see Zions Natural Park from a different angle.
Every bend in the road surprises one with another imposing view.
And then it is 5 hours back.
A lonesome road where you will only see traffic going to and coming from Las Vegas, Nevada.
Not much has changed along this stretch in the last one hundred years.
It was great fun to be with friends and get away for a few days, but home is home.
Safe travels to you and yours,
Gina
He was the oldest of 13 children.
He went to the country store on a Sunday to buy a pair of Jeans.
The store was closed.
He helped himself to a pair of jeans anyway.
He left a note promising the shop owner that he would be back to pay.
The outlaw was born.
It was completely rebuilt. Originally the cabin had no foundation. It was listing to one side and soon would crumble into dust.
Last summer, friends, Patricia and Wayne Johnson stopped by our house to tell us that they had opened a French Restaurant in a small Utah town.
And, yes, the food is delicious.
the Paiute Indian Tribe of Utah.
A lonesome road where you will only see traffic going to and coming from Las Vegas, Nevada.
Not much has changed along this stretch in the last one hundred years.
Safe travels to you and yours,
Gina