I was awake at 3:30 and planning my trip home but thought my neighbors wouldn't appreciate me packing up to go at that time so I tried to sleep a while longer. I watched the sun rise in Wyoming and was on the road by 6:30. It was very hazy in Wyoming from the fires out west.
I was hoping the little Prairie Dogs that lived in the area behind the campers would be up so I could get some good pictures but they must sleep in. Here's one from last night:
I didn't plan any stops after Cheyenne, Wyoming figuring I'd just stop if I got tired. The temperatures on the way home were way better than on the way out so if I had to, I could boondock somewhere. So I just drove. And drove. And drove. And I made it all the way home at midnight. If I would have known what an absolute mess I74 was, I would have rethougt that decision. The last 75 miles was a killer. There were so many barrels on the road it was hard to even tell where you were supposed to go! I hated it. I whined. But I made it through to Bloomington. It felt great to sleep in my home bed.
Thanks for following my first solo trip. I hope there will be many more!
Loved reading all these stories. I'm very happy that you got to have such a wonderful adventure. I'm looking forward to reading more of these.
ReplyDeleteYou make me want to get aT@B. Maybe someday. :)