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... as he had no interest in her infatuations with him. I pull out of Deadwood and head northwest, my next stop is 80 miles away. I cross the state line entering Wyoming in no time, speed limit posted 80 mph and almost no traffic. The evergreens and mountainous terrain has changed to wide open spaces with patches of green below the rolling bluffs. The curves of the road are a warm welcome today as make my way west, like yesterday the ride is the reward. As I edge closer I get ...
... and from Denver and Salt Lake.
The afternoon was spent updating the blog and some one (?) took a nap!
Dinner was beer can chicken and then Ron and Pam taught us how to play Mexican Train. It was a great relaxing day without rushing around trying to so it all!
Monday, Pat and Ron took the RV to a shop right down the road to find out what the exhaust problem was. The RV had been sounding like a diesel ...
... the sandwiches, fruit, cookies and Snapple I had packed earlier that morning at our campsite in Cody. Lacey gave up chasing whatever it was she had been sniffing and sat patiently, waiting for her share of my lunch. She never got it!
All of a sudden her ears went up along with her hackles and she began to bark. She has distinctive barks for certain situations and I immediately recognized her “don’t look now but there is a ...
... we saw snow fences, especially on the west side of the road, placed strategically to prevent drifting snow from piling up on the highway. Houses were a rare sight, and when we saw them, they were located on a hill top where owners had a great view or below a hill sheltered from the wind. At one point on the road we saw a sign warning of strong winds and a windsock above the sign to indicate just how strong it was.
We drove through Casper, ...
... and homesites.
The “Clear Creek Cantina” is the last establishment before the creek itself. I say hello to a local sitting on a bench out front with his dog. Lots of dogs on the street and very well-behaved. We exchange a few pleasantries and I continue across the bridge. It is named “Clear Creek” for a very good reason- the water is perfectly clear and you can watch the fish swimming along above the rocky stream bed.
On the ...