Wyoming - Colorado

March 28, 2008
I-80 goes across Wyoming from one end to the other, a total of 403 miles. It can take all day, but not today, we‘ve got to reach our destination. So checking our watch after breackfast . It is 9:30am, so we’d better get started. We don’t travel long days, It wears me out and Pop is not an early riser. A friend of ours once said. “Pop don’t get going at the crack of dawn, it’s more like the crack of noon” J I’m not an early riser either if I don’t have to be, but I can be.
I will say this about Pop. For 17 years while he worked in the woods, he got up early, sometimes he would leave the house at 3 or 4 in the morning. I guess now he’s catching up for lost time.
We are on our way…. The sun is brightly shinning and it is a clear, blue sky day, but it is cold. Every time I’m here I can’t help but marvel at the gigantic rock formations that reach for the sky. They are right at the edge of town, cause one definantly can not build on them. Although that would certainly building on the rock, like the wise man did.
If we keep going we will make it thru this state and beyond today.
Just now we came up behind a semi and painted in big letters on the back of the trailer it says, JESUS IS LORD, NOT A SWEAR WORD. As we pass, it says the same thing on the side of the truck, only in bigger letters. I wish we could see more of these kind of trucks.
Wyoming has it’s own beauty, but is a long way across the state. It’s still 259 miles to Cheyenne. Which is at the east end of the state. I could count trucks or I could watch an occasional train as it winds its way through the desert. There are patches of snow along the road and in the mountains.
Speaking of trains…. I love to watch the coal trains up in the northern part of Wyoming.
They are long trains. Most over 100 cars all the same and all full of coal, and lots of them. Carrying coal to all parts of the nation.
On a side note… My mother used to like the song by Vernon Dalhart, “Hobo Bill’s Last Ride” Mom had a bother, named Bill that was a lone type of person, he was known to ride the trains, He walked out of his families life in the 50’s and the last time he was seen, he was driving through the countryside in 1958. I didn’t put it together till after we were married a long while. Although I’m sure the song wasn’t about her brother, I’m sure she thought about him, and it made her lonely every time she heard the song.
I think I’ll count trucks for awhile. It doesn’t take a very smart person to realize there are a lot more trucks than cars out here. I’ll see how many cars there are per 10 trucks. Here goes… 3 cars- 10 trucks , 4 cars - 10 trucks, 4 cars - 10 trucks, 4 cars - 10 trucks. Oh my here are 7 cars - 10 trucks. 5 cars - 10 trucks and 2 cars - 10 trucks. I’m tired of counting trucks, I think I’ll look at magazines awhile. I looked at them yesterday but who knows I might have missed something.

As I Travel, I'll see you tomorrow