Crooked Creek Guest Ranch
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... were regularly seen at least here. We're wrong. I guess, you can go weeks and never see one, or make many trips there and never see any kind of bear, let alone 2 of the rare ones in one day. Made me wish I had spent more time with the first bear. Oh, and they know the first bear, his name is Fluffy.
We make it back to make some good food and sleep in a good bed.
... yard from him to hear it. Choco is frankly a better horse than his guide horse, Boots, and being one of the older horses in the L & B stable pushes Boots. As a consequence we rode near back or spread out to the sides most of day to not pressure the "Lead" horse. As a result there really are no Wrangler stories to pass along.
We left ranch crossed East Fork Road and headed ...
... all the way but died. There were many Danish names among the settlers: Nielsen, Mortensen, Christensen, Olsen, Knudsen etc. A lady at the center has compiled a binder with the story of many of these persons.
The Cottonwood Campground was located 10 miles from 287 and the only access road was a dirt road. There were one or two couples and a family with children. I went a little further and found a fine site with plenty ...
... this particular rodeo only has a 1% injury rate. Still seems too high to a Mom! The announcer also mentioned that he rode just a couple spots before Lane Frost on the night he was killed riding a bull. A scary business the rodeo.
Just a quick stop in Dubois but lots of great memories in Wyoming! We're planning on a long driving day to Custer, South Dakota next and hope to leave early! We'll see how that goes!
... descend one final time over the large meadow to our South. Once again, the majestic and wildly contrasting colors of nature gave me better entertainment than could be found in any television program or movie. It was just...beautiful.
I attempted to begin reflection of the trip in my journal before going to bed. It was futile. So I just laid in my sleeping bag and thought for awhile, mainly about what in the heck this all meant, as I slowly drifted to sleep. ...