Oh!. I MUST go there!!..
"No one lives in Raccoon Forks, found in a small clearing off a gravel road not far from Valparaiso, Neb.
Shells of buildings, including a bank and a jail, line the main street. The frame of a covered wagon rests near the saloon.
Raccoon Forks appears to be a too-well-preserved, slightly cartoonish ghost town.
It's not. A decade ago, it didn't even exist.
A group of history and gun enthusiasts called the Blue River Regulators have slowly created the town, a building or two at a time. Once a month, they dress like the cowboys, outlaws, madams and cowgirls who lived in the American West between 1860 and 1899. They have cowboy names — Cactus Jack, Yuma Kid, Broken Nose Scotty.
And they have guns. Original and reproduction Colts, Winchesters and Remingtons, which they use to re-enact Old West shootouts at monthly meetups.
The Blue River Regulators are part of the National Congress of Western Shootists, based in Cedar Falls, Iowa, a group dedicated to historic preservation and re-enactment of the Old West. The Regulators are one of about 20 member groups in 13 states, and the only group in Nebraska. Most of the club's 40 or so members, mostly from southeast Nebraska, grew up on the western television shows and movies of the 1950s and 1960s. Nearly all were hunters or gun enthusiasts before they discovered cowboy shooting…"
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