Spring Check-Out


I’m getting another taste of winter. About 20-degrees this morning here in Laramie, bitter winds and tea-weak motel coffee. Last night, en route from Denver, we encountered a wicked ice storm, featuring dense fog and 50mph wind-gusts. I crawled past jack-knifed trucks at about 20mph while trying to find  the divider line.  A night like that is enough to erase all this trip’s boredom.

Well at least the sun is shining.