Mix the Western charm of Cody with the prestigious elegance of fine art, fashion, and dancing, and you’ll get one of the most anticipated events of the year: Rendezvous Royale.
Drawing people in from all over the country, the Rendezvous Royale is a week-long festival (September 15-21) that celebrates the West with a renowned art show, auction, fashion show, studio tours, a gala and more.
Mountain Living magazine said it best when they quoted this event as being “to western arts what the Oscars are to film; the most prestigious event at which to make a splash”.
It’s also the perfect time to plan that autumn vacation you’ve been craving.
Rendezvous Royale gives out-of-towner’s a rare glimpse of Cody, and art enthusiasts a complete immersion into the tradition and history of Wyoming through an array of aesthetic treasures.
With cooler temperatures and fewer crowds, visitors will have the pleasure of experiencing the town of Cody in a unique season while digging down deep into its cultural roots with a series of shows and exhibits.
The week consists of 5 main events: the Cody Culinary Cook-off (September 18), Buffalo Bill Art Show & Sale (August 20-September 20), Cody High Style (September 17-21), Boot Scoot N’ Boogie (September 18) and a Patron’s Ball (September 20). Most events will take place at the Buffalo Bill Center of the West.
The Buffalo Bill Art Sale will run September 19 & 20th with a live and silent auction showcasing original artwork in watercolor, pastel, sculpture, ceramic, and mixed media.
The Culinary Cook-Off will tantalize your taste buds with some gourmet Western dishes prepared by local chefs. Cost to participate is $10.00 for adults and $5 bucks for the kiddos.
All the events are relaxed and a ton of fun, but ditch the cowboy boots on Saturday, September 20th and don your best evening attire for the 38th Annual Buffalo Bill Center of the West Patrons Ball–a sophisticated evening of cocktails, hors d’oeuvres, dinner, and dancing among fellow cowboys and cowgirls of the Northwest.
Ready to dive in to this charming event? There is limited seating available for most events, so be sure to register soon! Look up places to stay, where to eat, and other travel necessities on our website.
All photos credited to: redezvousroyale.org
When you live in the wide open spaces of Wyoming, transportation is important.
Our towns here in Yellowstone Country are certainly small enough that you can walk from end to end. Riding horseback is still a way of life, and the bicycles and motorcycles coexist just fine.
But let’s face it: We love our cars and trucks. While we don’t compare to a place like Alaska where it seems every other person flies, there is more than our share of private pilots and small airstrips around here.
This weekend I intend to accept a standing offer from a “pilot acquaintance” who has been after me to go flying in his single-engine Piper Dakota. My plan is to meet him Saturday morning at the Cody Yellowstone Regional Airport where he keeps his plane. While I know any direction is okay with him, I want to make the short flight to Powell. This will be a simple flight with no special tricks, unlike what we will see later that morning.
You see, this Saturday is Powell’s Annual Wings ‘N Wheels Fly-in & Car Show at the Powell Municipal Airport. Plane and car owners will be displaying their vehicles, most of which have been restored or customized. There are great photos on the website of vintage cars and planes positioned next to each other on the runway.
The owners of the cars and planes are proud of their vehicles and always happy to discuss them. These aficionados enjoy each other’s company, share information and generally just love talking about engines, wings and wheel covers.
Breakfast starts at 7 a.m., and I really want to be there early enough so that I am ready for the car show at 9 a.m. followed by the air show at 10 a.m. At 2 p.m. trophies will be presented, and we will reluctantly depart until next year.
If you can make it, please head to Powell on Saturday and look for me. I will be the one negotiating with the Corvette owners to buy one of their cars.
In the meantime, I am lovin’ life – and tipping my wings at everyone on the ground – in Cody, Wyo.
Like most people, I have two sides of my personality and like to keep them balanced.
I love spontaneity and wandering into new towns and places and stores. Cody, Wyoming is always full of new faces and license plates from all of the states and provinces. When I hear a foreign accent my first thought is to wonder where those people are from. If I can figure out a way to strike up a conversation I love learning what brought them here for a Wyoming vacation.
What I’ve found through the years, however, is that after meeting new people, visiting new places and enjoying new experiences, I start to feel out of balance. When I lived in the big city, my “cool” friend Brian told me why I was feeling blue one day.
“You’re ‘jonesing’ for that small town where you know every other person in the grocery store and all the words to the songs of your beloved cowboy music,” he said.
And he was right. Every now and then I simply needed a trip to Cody to get myself balanced.
Even though I moved back, it still happens. Thanks to Brian’s observation I have figured out the cure to dealing with too many new people, places and experiences.
Sometimes I seek out my favorite hiking trail or trout stream, but often I go to the Cody Nite Rodeo.
When I was young I participated in barrel racing. The first time I was so nervous that I almost headed to the wrong side of the arena to make my loop around the barrel. Fortunately, my horse went in the right direction and after just a few strides we were back in sync.
It seems like the older girls always won this event, and we novices had to bide our time until we grew and became competitive.
I relate most to the rodeo’s barrel racing, but I love the familiarity of knowing which events are coming up in which order. As the tie-down roping is happening, I feel myself preparing for the barrel racing. In my mind I am calming my horse and my own nerves and getting in position to start the timer and take the correct angles. I’m encouraging my horse to go faster until it is time to slow at the last moment for that turn.
Before I know it, my favorite event is over, and the bull riders are getting in the chutes. This is the premier event for most rodeo fans, and it also puts most of us on the edge of our seats. Bulls are incredibly powerful, and the smartest ones are pretty crafty at changing directions and setting up the riders. I believe staying on a bull for eight seconds is one of the most difficult things a human can attempt.
After a night at the rodeo I like to walk back through town past the buildings I know so well. I still look at license plates to see what states are represented and guess where people are from, but I am content continuing home.
I will meet someone new tomorrow.
Until next week, I am lovin’ life – and finding my barrel racing balance – in Cody, Wyo.
A few years ago I participated in a walk to raise funds for cancer research. Like just about everyone I know, I have friends and relatives in Cody, Wyoming and elsewhere who have battled this disease, and many have benefited from the medical advances made possible by well-known organizations who sponsor and run these events.
I was surprised to find that keeping the route safe for us walkers for three days was a local motorcycle club. We could spot these men and women immediately as they arrived with pink decorations and teddy bears adorning their bikes. I thanked as many of them as possible, and I still see many around town.
But having friends who ride bikes is not new. You see, as an old movie buff I have always had a soft spot in my heart for motorcycles.
I was a rebellious 15-year-old when I saw The Wild One and learned some valuable life lessons. When Marlon Brando emerged from the fog I immediately started talking about how cool it would be to have a bike like his. I don’t know if I really wanted one or if I was just trying to give my mother a hard time.
It certainly worked. My parents had been reluctant to allow me to start driving when I turned 16 because they somehow had this strange idea that I wasn’t mature enough. The possibility, however, that I would secretly get a bike made them reconsider.
Naturally, I wanted an answer right then and was probably somewhat of a nag. I told my grandmother what was happening, and she suggested I tone down my attitude, which I did.
Shortly thereafter my folks signed for my license and even split the cost of a used pickup with me.
We certainly see plenty of bikers around here. Every summer, hundreds of them ride through Yellowstone Country on their way to and from South Dakota for the Sturgis Rally in early August. From late July until about the second week of August there is always an uptick in the numbers.
While it would certainly be quicker for this group to stick to the interstates, the roads around here are too nice and the scenery is just too spectacular. The Buffalo Bill Scenic Byway through the Wapiti Valley is pretty flat, but the road surface is smooth with plenty of curves to keep things interesting.
Riders who want hills, curves and vistas that stretch forever tend to take the Chief Joseph Scenic Byway and the Beartooth Highway. Many will come out of the park through the east gate, stop in town for lunch or spend the night and then head northeast where they will pick up Interstate 90 or take the back roads all of the way to the Black Hills.
My friend Claudia likes to get away with her husband on Sunday afternoons for a ride. I think they know every little café, hamburger stand and shade tree within 200 miles of Cody. Like those riders who look for the slower but better route, they understand that sometimes it’s the journey that is more important than the destination.
I hope you agree.
Until next week, I am lovin’ life – and getting my motor running – in Cody, Wyo.
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