|It was sad to leave Jackson. It is such an awesome area, but more adventures await in Colorado. We are on our way to Steamboat Springs,Colorado. We will make a stopover in Rawlins to split the drive length. The drive south from Jackson took us on a winding ribbon of asphalt as we wove our way through gorgeous Hoback Canyon. We were following the Hoback River as it cascaded through the canyon to meet the Snake River. The granite boulders split the water into blasts of spray which glowed like a rainbow in the morning sun. The walls of the Canyon were steep and varied in color from dark gray to brown to deep red. Fir forests covered the less steep areas in carpets of green. Wildflowers and willow bushes lined the water's edge. Now and again a trout fisherman was wading in the shallows as he cast his fly. At the eastern terminus of the canyon we came to the old guest ranch that I stayed at many a time as a child in the month of August-It was named the V-V (V bar V) ranch in that era of the early 1950's. It was a working cattle ranch and provided me with a background and love for the "cowboy way". I learned to catch,saddle and ride my own horse and helped the ranch hands count and track their cattle. Haying season provided a special treat as I rode to distribute water to the hard working cowboys as they gathered the hay with horse teams and rakes and pushed it in bundles up the wooden hay racks to load into the wagons. The food at evening to feed those hands was monumental-elk steaks,fresh trout, mounds of mashed potatoes, fresh cream and milk and of course,cowboy coffee. Fresh baked apple, cherry and berry pies were always in abundance. Then the story telling would begin by the roaring fire in the ranch house. I still dream of those bygone times today. We drove to the west of the famed wild and rugged Wind River Range of mountains and began to parallel the old Overland Wagon Trail as we headed southeast into Rawlins. Rawlins is an old railroad and cowboy town. During the 1870's Rawlins was inundated with outlaws. An event occurred which abruptly ended this phase when exasperated citizens took the law into their own hands and hung "Big Nose George Parrot". Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid along with 22 other outlaws left Rawlins the next morning. We overnighted at the very nice KOA Campground on the edge of town. We had dinner at the Aspens which was in an old Victorian house owned by the first physician in Rawlins. Bill had delicious lamb chops and Barb and I had great pasta dishes.