Although I left Wyoming Thursday, I was so consumed with rolling away in my freshly-glued bus that I did not think of reporting the fun I had till I rolled into Missoula. The return of the oil-sprinkler outside of Billings consumed most of my energy, focus and time.
So I was pleased to to be marooned in the Shangri-LA of Wyoming (no it is NOT Yellowstone). Like I told everyone I talked to- it could be worse….I could have broken down in Casper- what a shithole. Instead of suffering in a Casper hotel, I only had to roll up a marvelous mountain for a few miles to camp in luxury amongst the deer, pronghorn, and bigger game (which I never saw).
My camp, as remote as I thought it was, was less than 5 miles from a wonderful lodge with cabins, food, beer, and horses.
This lodge-regular bellied-up to get snacks from the guests (he is sitting on a chair). How could you refuse THAT face?
Expect to see more video from this place in the future.