I was driving into town one morning when a covered wagon pulled by a team of horses came towards and then passed me on the main road. I felt like i had gone back in time and was getting ready for the Oregon trail. i felt the urge to park my car and go purchase supplies at a general store. I had no idea where they were going. Naturally, i had to pull over and take a picture. I stopped in at the post office and mentioned what i had seen go by. All three men standing in there smiled, nodded their heads, and said, “Oh yeah, they go by from time to time, especially on the holidays.”
