Our last day of travels before reaching home. The Tetons were amazing to see even in the rain. By this stage of our trip we had thrown the agenda away and were doing a moment by moment thing. With no real destination in sight other than eventually home we started to wander which lead us to this night, in Wyoming. There can not be any darker place than a rural road on the plains of Wyoming at midnight. No traffic, no towns, no houses, no stars. Just us, the Love Shack and what ever landscape the headlights showed. I was experiencing sensory depravation and waiting for Rod Sterling come on the radio to explain the scenario. In the distance we started to see a faint glow on the horizon. In Wyoming you can see forever and there was no telling how far it was or how long it would take to get there. There was no frame of reference in the dark and we must of looked at that slowly growing light for an hour before we were sure it was a town. Jan thought she was hallucinating when she saw a sign for a Hampton Inn. We rolled into Pinedale Wyoming on a Saturday night. Most of the business establishments were closed except the Hitchinpost Bar and Dale's Cafe. The Hitchinpost was the last hold out for the party crowd in Pinedale, the music and patrons had spilled out on to the street. We opted for Dale's Cafe and their Taco Special. We thought those were the best Tacos we had ever eaten. The Hitchinpost had finally closed down and the crowd had moved to Dale's before we left. Nothing like a little grease to prevent a hangover. We headed for the Hampton.
We thought Highway 287 in Montana was as beautiful as Highway 1 in California. We missed our turn off and by accident stumbled across this highway...........so glad we did. It was a wonderful day of driving ......... the road was as void of cars as the landscape was of homes and people. You could just imagine being in a wagon making a journey west.
OOPS!!! We forgot the battery to the camera...........thank goodness for phone cameras!! We camped in the same campground with these T@B folks. On on trip we also spotted 5 other T@B's making a total of 9 T@B's during our trip. Our T@B drew conversation at the gas pumps, parking lots, and of course the campgrounds. We enjoyed lots of nice conversations with nice folks just because of our cute little "camper" as Amelia, our grand daughter calls it. |
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