Since I was young, I loved the movie Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron. So when driving through Colorado and seeing the sign saying "Cimarron" I screamed liked a little girl. I also jumped up and down realizing that Travel Horse happens to be a buckskin and fits in so perfectly. Cimarron is only a tiny little park with a visitor center, railway crossing and crematory. We only stayed for a little while but my inner child has a lifetime of happiness.
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