Thursday Doors…the historic Sheridan Inn

Deborah and I explored the first floor of the historic Sheridan Inn on our day in town, Thursday, the horses’ day off, although I don’t think they (the horses) participate in Thursday Doors. They’re too busy enjoying having no riders, grazing, and sometimes just horsing around. Yup, I couldn’t pass that one up. The upstairs of the inn where the guest rooms are is off limits but there’s plenty to see downstairs and of course more than a few doors to share for this Thursday Doors edition.

According to Historic Hotels of America:

The historic Sheridan Inn, designated a National Historic Landmark by the U.S. Secretary of the Interior, is located in Sheridan, Wyoming, and is steeped in Western tradition. Designed by Thomas Kimball to resemble a Scottish hunting lodge and built in 1893 by the Chicago, Burlington, and Quincy Railroad on behalf of the Inn’s first operator, William F. “Buffalo Bill” Cody, who auditioned new talent for his “Buffalo Bill’s Wild West” company from the front porch. Following a 50-year vacancy and extensive $7 million renovation, the Sheridan Inn once again opened its doors to welcome visitors in May 2015. Today, guests are able to step back in time and experience the bygone days of the Wild West while enjoying modern comforts.

Here’s a closer look at the front doors. I would deem them attractively useful.

In the parlor, the sideboard doors sport attractive design, while venturing around the far end of the table…

…reveals a screen that a diehard door-woman might consider a door to the fireplace. You get that, right? That’s all for today, but I’m sure there will be another visit or two, whether for doors or just to enjoy the grandeur of the hotel, who knows? Happy Doorsday, all! Thanks to Dan for opening the door almost every week of the year to doors of various sorts from around the world.

All grown up

After most of our errands, our minds turned to lunch at Smith Alley Brewing Company where we’d had good beer and food a few years ago. We were happy to see they’d survived Covid. As we sat outside, I was excited to see the vertical growing platforms used to divide the eating area from the walkway of the alley with a variety of fruit, vegetables, and flowers growing on the five what? Trellises? Re-reading the information below, I see they’re called walls.

In the water at the bottom of each wall are fish. Our server informed us that the fertilizer provided by the fish is then taken by the water to each part of the wall. No fishing, of course, and any fish served here do NOT come from these!

I don’t want to forget to mention that Smith Alley has great beer (I had Black Pegasus, robust with heavy notes of coffee and chocolate.) What’s not to like?? The fries were hand cut, the French dip delicious. My husband once again had a peculiarly Wyoming dish: chili with a cinnamon roll meant to be dipped or put into the chili. We were told last time that this was served in school cafeterias. My husband loved it, although I personally would never do that to a cinnamon roll. It was the perfect way and place to relax and rejuvenate before finishing our errands and heading back up the mountain. The next day we’d be closing up the cabin for another year.

Please, Sir, may I have some…?

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Sheridan street art

Another Wyoming mural to liven your Tuesday. Recognize anyone? (And no, I’m not in it.) 🙂

Monday walk…out and about in Sheridan

Art about the town isn’t just the perquisite big cities. It’s popping out everywhere including Sheridan, Wyoming, one of Wyoming’s largest cities at under 20,000. When our younger daughter and I went to town one day, she asked to walk past the mural across from the library. Here are a couple shots from that, starting with her doing something I couldn’t do, even if I weren’t taking a photo.

Thursday doors…Sheridan

On a day in town, we visited a number of shops, ate a delicious lunch while discovering several new beers, and found time for photos of some downtown Sheridan doors. If you have to be off the mountain, this is a good place to be.

Thursday doors…antique doors

While we were strolling the streets of Sheridan, we came upon an antique store and went in. Although we ended up buying some western belts, I also found some doors that you door-meisters might appreciate. This fabulous stove had a wonderful door…as well as a hefty price tag.

Wordless Wednesday…view from a friend’s cabin

Six-Word Saturday

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Thursday doors…Wyoming #2

As I mentioned last week, I didn’t get many doors while in Sheridan, but here’s another one I like, part of that lovely building I highlighted last Thursday.  Shoot!  I forgot Norm was taking off this week.  But the post’s already out there, so I’ll stick with it.