|Nice leisurely driving; stopping to photograph this and that; wandering through the occasional town. Saw lovely parks and trees and an unbelievable collection of junked gasoline pumps. You just never know!
We just took another and inadvertent detour. We had the GPS (better known as Gertie) programmed to stay off the Interstates, so after a few miles off US 30, she was trying to take us down a dirt road. That didn't seem like such a good idea, so we turned around at the only available spot: the entrance to someone's hay field that had just been mowed and baled. First time we ever drove through a hay field and the first time I ever got such a close look at how they plant the stuff out here: rows planted about six inches apart After Sam got a couple of up-close hayfield shots, we're back-tracking and going to settle for going down Interstate 80.
We planned to make a stop in Cheyenne at Sierra Trading Post to see if I could find a fleece jacket. We did and I did; we went out to the van to have lunch; Sam took another look at my jacket and decided he'd like something similar, so he went back in and found one for him. Then, in search of a WalMart which turned out not to have gasoline in spite of what their Atlas said, Gertie led us on a merry chase through Cheyenne including instructions to turn the wrong way onto a one-way street. But we finally made it out of town unscathed and it looks like clear sailing from here into Laramie, and we're both ready to get there!
After getting the RV settled in Les and Mark's driveway, we all got together and cooked dinner and then talked until we were ready to fall asleep.