Invasion of Childhood Memories
Day 5 Original Plan: Hang out with family in Laramie, WY.
New Day 5 Plan: Travel from Jackson, WY to Laramie, WY with a pit-stop in Yellowstone.
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| The best pic until I stitch together a panorama of these mountains |
Today, I am so sick of travelling. I just want to get to Laramie and hang out for a couple days. We had planned to go to Yellowstone but after plotting the hours in the car, we decided to delete this part but take the route through the Grand Tetons (actually, I didn’t even want to go to the Tetons but am glad I did).
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Snow - the temp outside is
dropping lower as the
elevation gets higher
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After a small stop to take pics of the super big mountains, we headed towards Laramie, WY. Again, a long drive ahead of us, we tried to keep entertained by the scenery. We even saw snow (ugh).
Then there were some pretty red rocked mountains.
SIDE STORY: We were getting close to Rawlins, WY when we started to see bikers spread out on our little back road we were taking. Darius thought this might be the people racing the Great Divide (we had watched a movie about it recently) so I grabbed my phone and Googled the race. Sure enough, Rawlins was a pit stop during their third leg. On a whim, we decided to eat lunch in Rawlins. As we arrive at Burger King, we discover two riders are there eating lunch. We talked to a guy in a yellow Arizona jersey and he told us the all left BANFF about twelve days ago. He looked great for someone who had been riding over 100 miles a day for 12 days. The other guy looked miserable. We wished them luck as we headed out the door. How cool was that?
SIDE STORY: We were getting close to Rawlins, WY when we started to see bikers spread out on our little back road we were taking. Darius thought this might be the people racing the Great Divide (we had watched a movie about it recently) so I grabbed my phone and Googled the race. Sure enough, Rawlins was a pit stop during their third leg. On a whim, we decided to eat lunch in Rawlins. As we arrive at Burger King, we discover two riders are there eating lunch. We talked to a guy in a yellow Arizona jersey and he told us the all left BANFF about twelve days ago. He looked great for someone who had been riding over 100 miles a day for 12 days. The other guy looked miserable. We wished them luck as we headed out the door. How cool was that?
On the road again. . .we often saw antelope along the highway either in fields, alongside the road and even IN the road.
Happily, we arrived safely in Laramie where the hubby got to reminisce. We picked his cousin up from the airport and went to his aunt’s house. Behind her house was a river that I was relegated with stories of the childhood shenanigans of the guys.
I got in touch with a cousin of mine, as well. We arranged to meet the next day. This should be interesting as I haven’t seen him in close to twenty years – man we were babes then.
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