Here's Maxine, Patty, and LaVerne (not their real names!) having a swell time in a different covered wagon (circa 1962); this one didn't go anywhere. Instead, it was part of a circle of wagons that surrounded the faux rock amphitheater where musicians performed. Lucky people could get a seat in one of the wagons.
Speaking of not going anywhere, this Indian remained floating in that pond for many years. He wasn't a "people person". I believe that this lovely reflecting pond is long gone, since reflecting ponds don't generate any money.