Mining Tour, Part 7

Now on to the jail!  The kids kinda didn’t want to stop here.  But since I was the only one driving, I outvoted them.  Once they got over the whole stopping in a random little town thing, they had fun.  It’s a super fantastic one, The Deer Lodge Museum.  An extra fun bonus?  You buy your admission and tickets, and do your thing.  But!  Keep your receipt!  Keep your receipt and you can go back one more time within the year following your receipt date!  Which you may need, it’s a whole lot of museums (yes, more than one!) to get into.
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Of course they all climbed into the old car.  Of course.  And who’s at the wheel?  Yup, the car crazy child.
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It’s so cool.   Like Shawshank Redemption, but smaller.  So neat to be able to wander around it though.
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Look at how thick those outside walls are!
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This flat spot is where the gym and classroom used to be.  No longer there, but still.
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An old shift schedule up on a wall.  Still almost filled in from back in the 70’s.
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Right when you walk into the building.
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The visitation room.
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The medical office.  They did all manner of things there.  That tripped out the kids, that there weren’t different rooms/offices for each specialty.
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Oh yes, the riot.  Yes, my 10yo correctly identified a bazooka.  I’m not sure whether to be proud, or a little concerned.  Going with proud for the moment.
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Things they shouldn’t have made in their cells.  Lots of shivs, eh?  Certainly can’t fault their creativity.
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Who knew circuit breakers and typewriters were so neato?
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This is where they had the execution area.  Trippy, eh?
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Hahaha.  Their facial expressions crack me up.  This was basically solitary.  Bad guys lived here.
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Then we had enough time to check out the caboose here.  A little different than the one in Ritzville, but still cool.
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Yup.  Story of my life.wp_20160812_060 wp_20160812_061 wp_20160812_062

The last spike.  And I swear they dressed themselves.  Just so happened they chose all red, that was amusing.
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