Why the road turns off here
Washday at the bunkhouse handles the clean part of ranch life. The spur behind the clotheslines handles the awake part. Nobody has ever taken this road by accident, and nobody has ever regretted taking it on purpose.
What the air does on the way in
The gravel gives you fair warning before the cookhouse does: dark roast that has been going since four and plans to keep going, toasted hazelnut from a pan somebody is shaking, cream if you ask nicely and can prove you deserve it.
What waits at the end
The pot at the end of this road does not travel, so we put it in a tin. Cowboy Coffee: dark roast, toasted hazelnut, cream. Not poured yet. Reservations are free, and the cook does not do rain checks, so take one.