We crossed over into Wyoming and it didn't disappoint.
Wyoming must be the Native American word for "windy".
Every time I've been in Wyoming the wind is relentless and the scenery spectacular.
I found this on a roadside point of interest.
It is worth reading especially for the time factor of travel.
(click on the image to enlarge and easier reading)
I looked long and hard and saw nothing.
After over a hundred and fifty years the wagon tracks probably are pretty much no more.
Pronghorn were plentiful though through here. Being the fastest land mammal in the western hemisphere I wondered if the pioneers had any luck in hunting them for food.
A mile further up the road we crossed the continental divide at 7004 feet.
With the wind, cold, altitude and elusive game this land sure was no picnic for the pioneers.