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Tucked upstairs on Main Street, with a balcony pointed straight at the San Juans. Eclectic cocktails, good people, and a few surprises we'll let you find on your own.
A little midwestern Alice in Wonderland — a little grandma's house. Order a Hamms beer, enjoy the knickknacks, play some nostalgic games and we'll take it from there.
Reoccurring traditions, one-off weirdness, and any reason to party. Check out our Instagram for the freshest deets.
Fun was had — proof was taken. Promotional vault, some we revisit.
Membership comes with the full kit…. a sequin cowboy hat, a stick horse, a branded bandana, a mustache, sunglasses, a member sticker, and a Pink Pony cocktail in hand. Your photo goes on the member wall, you parade around the bar to the song. It's how we do.
A look at what's recently come and gone. Vintage 90s wind suits, corduroy blazers and velvet jackets. Items move faster than a sneeze through a screen door. What's on the rack — is on the rack.
Ope, these are sold
★ Eyeing something on the wall? Everything's open for discussion. Ask the bartender.
It's a photo booth and it's FREE. Weird props, digital strips, straight to your phone. Chug a beer, act up, say cheese! Pure insta story material. Tag @CahootsTavernOuray.
Kiddos and dogs are welcome on the lower outside patio. We have umbrellas, water bowls and dog beer for sale! Enjoy a cold one with your furry bestie! Humans must be 21 or older to partake in upstairs shenanigans.
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Birthdays, family get togethers, welcome wedding parties? Drop us a note and we will see if we are a good fit.
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Great-grandpa Jimmy was the sheriff. The bar carried his name, but Great-grandma actually ran the place. She passed it down to Grandpa Jerry. It's only natural that the bar gene was passed down to his granddaughter and current owner of Cahoots Tavern.
Full-circle moment: the original vintage beer signs from Jimmy's bar hang on the walls at Cahoots. Same beer signs. Three generations and 1,500 miles later.
Back in the glory days