Six-a-half hour drive today to Cheyenne, Wyoming. We just missed Frontier Days.
We could see forever with only faint mountains in the distance from time to time to break the horizon.
We had lunch in Laramie. Noone said "Howdy, partner" to me. Tricia reminded this is where they killed that boy a number of years ago for being gay. Hopefully, like the new pope, people here are beginning to outgrow their old selves.