Dillion is the home of the Beaverhead County Fair, Montana's biggest weekend, and after walking around town, looking in shops, eating lunch, we went to the Fair. It was big! I haven't seen that many exhibits ever! Every kind of livestock imaginable, (how do you judge 50 rabbits), sewing, canning, photography, woodworking, serious art work, baking, etc: a carnival, and the Jaycees PRCA Rodeo It was all worth the $5.00 we donated to see everything. We didn't stay for the rodeo that night but came home and reserved a table at The Old Hotel here in Twin Bridges, known for its food and impeccable service. The restaurant, housed in one of the oldest buildings in Twin Bridges is a 'bed and breakfast" also. The food was wonderful and our waitresses were young, adorable ladies. Janie, the whole affair reminded me so much of "Augusts" in New Orleans.
Saturday, we went to the town of Ennis, about 26 miles from here, to see what a Fly Fishing Festival would offer. It's assumed that Lewis and Clark and some of their party came through Ennis on their journey. The gold rush in 1863, in Alder Gulch, brought William Ennis to the area who homesteaded a site along the Madison River that later became the town of Ennis. It's a smaller town than Dillon but no less active, quaint, and a town of old and new buildings and businesses. Again, it was fun to go in and out the shops, visited the bank where Matt worked, talked with the Senior Vice-President who said she will sponsor a book-signing for us, visited the many booths set up on the town square related to the Festival. A clean, well-kept town and a wonderful mix of the old and new.
We did watch some of the fly-fishing tournament. And, happened to eat lunch at the G Bar Saloon, recommended by someone at the Farmer's Market when we first got in to town, and got to watch the last half of Auburn's game, what a thriller. Some of the young people we have met in eateries and other stores have cornered the market on niceness and accomodating people. It's so wonderful to see that everywhere you go.
We stopped in Virginia City, the oldest town, also capital of the territory before it became a state. Old, old, but so interesting. Didn't stay too long there, sorta anxious to get home and do nothing. I did cook a meal for us that night.
Knew we wouldn't be able to go to church and get Jo Anne to the airport in time, so we leisurely got ready, packed up, and after checking in at the airport, about an hour and a half away in Belgrade, ate a breakfast at the airport restaurant. Hated to say goodbye to Jo Anne because we never know how long it will be until the next visit. But we know we spent a couple of days enjoying one another and made good use of our time together.