Who says Eagles don’t flock?

What a whirlwind this past few days have been! We drove to Tony and Pam Saraceni’s house just a few miles outside of Cody, WY on Friday of last week. They had graciously offered to allow all the early arrivals for the Rally in the Rockies to park on their acreage. We were the first, but not the only one for long before the Eagles began landing in earnest.

By the end of the weekend, 11 Eagles and 2 Prevosts shared the Saraceni nest. That’s a lot of buses! While most of the activities were unplanned and unorganized, we did have a wonderful pasta meal one evening that our hostess prepared. All the Eagle owners who had arrived at the campground in town came out for that, in addition to the ones already on the premises.

Sunday evening a group of 30 or so of us drove to the Bear Creek Saloon in Montana for dinner, about an hour or so from Cody. Everyone seemed satisfied (or more than) with the quality of our food and we were waited on in royal fashion. The high (?) point of the evening was pig races out back after dinner, benefitting local scholarships.

It was a great time to renew old acquaintances and get better acquainted with those we didn’t know as well or had never met. Bob and Karen Ward, our coffee drinking buddies from Wichita, were at our table along with several other couples.

This morning the parade of buses moved into Cody to Absaroka Campground. I think there are 31 buses in all, in addition to the other RVs in the park. We started the rally with a pig roast this evening and tomorrow we are going for a trolley ride around town, then to the rodeo in the evening.

Yesterday we made a trip to Yellowstone, just LeRoy and I and a friend from Colorado, but that’s a story for another day. I need to go sit around the campfire with Eagles while I can!