I was taking a break with the dogs at the former Frontier Town train station. We climbed up onto the platform:
Behind those bars, I guessed, was where they sold tickets:
But there wasn't a lot more to see, so we wandered over toward the hotel. Daphne found an old, rusty plow and lay down next to it:
And then the pooches discovered the frame of an old wagon:
I collected them by the wagon and told them to sit, but Fergus, always the nervous type, seemed to think I was up to something nefarious. And old Winky was not feeling well and was sleeping back in the car. So I got a photo of these four willing and happy subjects:
And then we walked back along the canal:
It was a merry procession of happy dogs as we made our way back to the car:
C'mon, Dad. You're walking too slow!:
We walked behind the old hotel and around the corner:
And opened the car doors, waking up old Winky. I helped him out of the car for a short pee break and then we continued on our way up to the farm:
Just outside the parking lot was the entrance to the modern tourist attraction at Exit 29, Jellystone Park. I'd always assumed it was just a campground, but from the road it looked like much more. A quick Google search told me that it is indeed a campground, but one with lots of special activities for kids and cabins for their parents:
I took one last look back at the old Frontier Town Hotel nestled in the Adirondack Mountains as I drove away:
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