Left the beautiful Black Hills behind this morning and headed into
hell.... err Wyoming. More pronghorn antelope hanging out that you can shake a stick at, and what appear to be some regular type deer as well. The darn things stand grazing right next to the road and maybe will even bother to look up at you as you whiz by, darn disconcerting on a motorcycle if I must say so myself. And it's darn hot here (currently in Riverton, WY) as well. At least they don't appear to be suicidal like some jackrabbits Dan knows of.
Stopped by a little scenic overlook to get some shade and eat some lunch. The place was called Hell's Half Acre, which when goggling appears to be a name applied to a lot of places, this one is in Wyoming, a ways west of Casper. Neat looking hole in the ground. That's all for today folks.
day miles 325, trip miles 6,227 , odometer 39,052
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| Hell's Half Acre. |
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| Closeup of part of Hell's Half Acre |
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