Outlaw Saloon

A good place for cowboy music. Very large venue. Plenty of drunks.  Be aware that since it is outside the city limits of Cheyenne, there is smoking allowed and pretty much everyone is smoking. There is a nonsmoking section (mostly empty) but no real separation between the areas. The police will be waiting for you once you pull out of the parking lot so be sure and have a designated driver.

pretty empty. not much dancing going on.

My experience could be tainted by the fact that Garth Brooks was playing a few miles to the North for a rodeo weekend, but I'll still go on record saying that the name makes it sound tougher than it is.  I got the sense that there was an effort to make it more "Cowboy" than "cowboy," if you catch my drift.  

I'm not saying all hat no cattle, per se--more a snake eating its tail kind of thing.  Which is to say that the Saloon's saving grace is that the clientele tended to be far more genuine than the decor, collectively drawn together by the two greatest social lubricants known to humankind: honky-tonk and cheap budweiser.

Danger still abounds, mind you, so careful heading North toward the rodeo.  The white-tailed antelope to human ratio is about 16:1, and they've still not evolved to concern themselves with the sparse concrete slicing the open Prairie.  And the folks here still have too much time on their hands, Cops and cowboys alike, so drive slowly and watch out for Silverados swerving off into the sunrise.