June 8 Home, Home on The Range

My "wildlife spotting" for this morning has been antelope. Lots of them, so I guess we are officially "where the deer and the antelope play" here in the high plains of Wyoming.

After the very strong winds of yesterday, we awoke to a calm morning with high clouds and vivid colors...contrasts between rolling mountains, rocks, light blue sky and the deep blue of the occasional pond or stream.

We were underway by 6 AM to avoid any winds that may come up later in the day. Good thing too as it is now 10 AM, we are still a good hour out of our destination in Cheyenne and the winds are really building again. You can tell it is typical for this area as they have numerous wind mills atop the ridges to generate power from Mother Nature's gifts...i.e. making lemonade out of lemons.

We have been traveling up on high flats of 7000 foot elevations and crossed the "Continental Divide" several times as it does not follow a straight line but rather the high point of the mountain ridges.

There are lots of truckers out traveling...think maybe the general tourists sleep later or have avoided this area because of the storm alerts that have been issued. Not much for a tourist to do up here anyway other than use it as a means to get from point A to point B.

We are headed for another "Little America" outpost/truck stop but this time in Cheyenne. Their gas prices are good, nice paved lots and even the truckers are very civil to us...not sure why I would expect any different, they are just out her earning a living transporting all that material "stuff" we cannot live without.

Not much exciting today, just progress towards our initial destination of Branson.

Back to watching for the cute little baby antelope...

LATER:

Well, we arrived at the chosen truck stop in Cheyenne and found it not up to the same standards we had seen elsewhere.

Looks like the company has purchased an old resort and is in the midst of upgrading it...the convenience store/fuel cashier is operating out of a modular trailer, the parking lot is torn up and being repaved and the canopy over the fueling bays was too short for a motor home. We approached cautiously watching the overhang and were able to purchase some of their discount diesel but were overwhelmed by the sound of their jackhammers and opted to move further down the highway.

150 miles further we have now stopped at another truck stop which is much nicer and even has wireless internet "Wi-Fi" in the parking lot. So here I sit in our motor home, with semis parked all around us, using my internet and enjoying new technology.

Nuff for now...I feel a nap coming on.
Linda