With seven days to play...what to do? Idaho was on the list. But as I looked at my Benchmark Map of Wyoming a few things caught my eye. So, the family and I motored to wilds of Wyoming.
We stopped along the Green River to throw a few flies in...Louise and Lilly eyeing the water. Not much was biting so we headed northeast.
Along the highway, we began to spot numerous Oregon Trail/Mormon Trail/Pony Express markers. Sure enough...we were in the same area overlanders so many years ago traveled through on their way West. There was more to explore but we need to find a campsite for the night. This will do! As I opened the rooftop tent, Lilly looked up and said, "ahhh...it's good to see the big tent out again!" Louise and I held back our giggles.
The prairies of Wyoming are spectacular. On this night, they did not disappoint!
The sun signing off for the day...
It was time to head back to camp and start a fire. The evening chill was upon us.
Trying my best to start the fire.
Louise enjoying her surroundings. The sunset was magical.
We spotted a golden eagle eyeing the trout swimming below us. We spotted antelope galloping through the grasses. It was a grand evening!
The following day dawned and we were off...Farson was our first stop. Lilly enjoyed ice cream at 10:30 in the morning. Gotta love vacation!
Our history lesson was about to begin. We followed the two-track that is the Oregon Trail. It's a National Historic Trail. This two-track cuts across the prairie with cement guide posts and informational kiosk out in the middle of nowhere. It was awesome. The trail also served as the Pony Express Trail for a few years. The invention of the telegraph quickly put an end to boys/men delivering mail by horse.
A Pony Express Station...A National Treasure slowly succumbing to the elements.
The stables that housed the horses...Ready for the next day's jaunt. If these walls could talk! I would listen...
More to come...
We stopped along the Green River to throw a few flies in...Louise and Lilly eyeing the water. Not much was biting so we headed northeast.
Along the highway, we began to spot numerous Oregon Trail/Mormon Trail/Pony Express markers. Sure enough...we were in the same area overlanders so many years ago traveled through on their way West. There was more to explore but we need to find a campsite for the night. This will do! As I opened the rooftop tent, Lilly looked up and said, "ahhh...it's good to see the big tent out again!" Louise and I held back our giggles.
The prairies of Wyoming are spectacular. On this night, they did not disappoint!
The sun signing off for the day...
It was time to head back to camp and start a fire. The evening chill was upon us.
Trying my best to start the fire.
Louise enjoying her surroundings. The sunset was magical.
We spotted a golden eagle eyeing the trout swimming below us. We spotted antelope galloping through the grasses. It was a grand evening!
The following day dawned and we were off...Farson was our first stop. Lilly enjoyed ice cream at 10:30 in the morning. Gotta love vacation!
Our history lesson was about to begin. We followed the two-track that is the Oregon Trail. It's a National Historic Trail. This two-track cuts across the prairie with cement guide posts and informational kiosk out in the middle of nowhere. It was awesome. The trail also served as the Pony Express Trail for a few years. The invention of the telegraph quickly put an end to boys/men delivering mail by horse.
A Pony Express Station...A National Treasure slowly succumbing to the elements.
The stables that housed the horses...Ready for the next day's jaunt. If these walls could talk! I would listen...
More to come...
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