Bar Nunn, Wyoming-September 8, 2011

We finally made our exit out of Colorado today, without the much needed UPS package from Orange Beach. It took us a very long time to get everything that used to be routine done, so we only made it to just outside of Caspar, WY. Caspar is nothing to crow about, but the scenery between where we left and where we are now was so diverse, it would be really hard to describe it. We drove along gorges in the earth that clearly show how huge rivers ran wild when the earth was being formed. We saw unique rock formations that varied from pink to black. We were in places where the only trees were by the river. Note: that's where the early pioneers knew to build their homes, under the trees because they were always beside water. We drove for miles and miles where only brown prairie grass grew and the landscape was overstuffed with power lines. Not a pretty sight, but necessary to existence. Caspar is an oil town. In fact most of this part of Wyoming exists only because of the oil industry. I am not complaining in any way. We were happy to get the last spot in this RV park, but we have no desire to stay here again. We have all of the windows open and are enjoying the wonderful breeze that's blowing in. There are warnings about high winds in this area so we have no awnings out. That's fine. We are only here for the night. We have vascilated between going to Montana where neither of us has ever been or back to our favorite place of all, Rapid City, South Dakota. We have to make the decision tonight. So, tuned in tomorrow to see where we end up. This weather is just wonderful. I know if I could bottle it I could sell it and get rich!