Friday, June 6, 2008

Greetings from Wyoming

When we made our trek from South Dakota to Colorado we traveled through Wyoming. It was one of the first places I've ever traveled where I understood the meaning of last gas for 100 miles. Wyoming was a different place all together, both beautiful and solitary. The east side of Wyoming is full of buttes, wide open spaces, desert scrub, sage brush and grass lands. We saw the entrances to 50 or 60 cattle ranches and long roads leading over the hill to some unknown homestead. About the only humanity we saw was a ranch hand riding the fence line. He had two horses, one he road and the other was carrying a bed roll and supplies. I stopped for gas and had to take a photo to remember our jaunt. I didn't see the complete irony until later.

1 comment:

Shaunna said...

Oh boy! You reminded me just what I have to look forward to. LOL. I should stop for some soda so I can stay awake tomorrow!