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.