Here he comes! See him? He’s up there, on the highway!
There he is! Wait…that’s not Santa. It’s his cousin, Cowboy Claus. He’s helping Santa out.
And of course there’s the traditional Christmas shootout:
It’s kind of loud, so be prepared:
Throwing the hatchet is a lot quieter:
Then join everyone else for lunch at the Stray Bullet Cafe, and the Christmas season has officially started.
Love it, Christmas Montana style!
About as Montana as you can get! And Cowboy Claus was my daughter’s boyfriend’s grandpa, which made it even more fun.
That was gorgeous. Out here in country Queensland Australia, our Santa comes on the bush fire bridgade fire truck.
Would love to see that!
That looks like so much fun!
Thanks for checking it out.
Love Montana. It’s beautiful country, and I hope to get back to it some day and roam the open country, see some of the Lewis and Clark signposts and Custer’s last stand.
Thanks for the nice comment…hope you can indeed get back someday!
“And of course there’s the traditional Christmas shoot-out.” Now that’s a phrase you’re unlikely to hear outside Montana . Happily, it’s not in a police report.
You’re so right – might hear it in Wyoming, I guess, but I never once heard it in Massachusetts!
The children pictures said it all! I’d be right there with them wanting to pet the horse!
He was so patient, too. The perfect horse for this.
I love this Wild West version of Santa; so different from here in Minnesota.
And about as different from New England (where I grew up) as you can get.
I shared your post with my kids and we all loved seeing how Christmas is celebrated in Montana. Thanks for sharing!
Wonderful! Bet they would have liked the hatchet-throwing as much as all the other kids seemed to.