Into Wyoming we go. Eighth largest state, and also the least populous. Also a place where entire towns are for sale. This one looks promising.
From about fifteen miles out Devil’s Tower starts to appear around bends in the road.
The horses came sauntering in about five minutes late.
And went straight for the food cart.
Then finally got to work.
There’s a paved hiking trail around Devil’s Tower. The kids much prefer the boulder and log strewn trail.
I would have totally thought that the Tower was pushed up out of the ground, but in fact it is just what was left over when all of the soft sediment around it was washed away over millions of years. See, if I’m going to teach these kids anything I really need to start reading the educational signs posted all over the place.
I like how they don’t automatically take the easy line while bouldering.
Not even the AM radio works. We get to listen to the kids make up songs about poop and pee instead. Hilarity ensues.
20 Comments on “Devil’s Tower”
I had no idea you could buy entire towns in Wyoming. This information might change my entire life plan!
Always wanted to own a Post Office, haven’t you? Just think of all the mail you could distribute to your 10 or 15 residents (also known as your Royal Subjects).
We went through Wyoming this summer and I think it is now on the top of my “most beautiful states” list. Colorado is marketed better, but Wyoming sits quietly enjoying their beautiful solitude. The kids are going to LOVE Yellowstone. We RV’d there this summer. I’d always envisioned Yogi Bear and wasn’t sure it would be for me. Not at all what I expected. It was spectacularly beautiful and so much to see.
This is so awesome. I’ve been following your blog for a while and am loving this particular road trip because we just made the same one with our kids this summer… and your pictures are way better than ours. 🙂 Any chance you’re going to make it to western Montana? Missoula is a pretty sweet place to play and take pictures!
Not this time through, unfortunately.
Is that the peak fearured in the movie “Close encounters”?
That’s what I’m told. To be perfectly honest, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen the movie. Is that weird?
some of your best work as a photographer!
love the photos…..
Oh how I hope you buy that town and rename it Bumfuzzle, Wyoming. I would go just to get a letter postmarked.
Let’s get that Kickstarter going. 🙂
Pat, the photos are really great. Mostly the new Fuji?
Thanks, Brian. In this bunch the pictures of the car are all from the Canon. Most of the other shots from the hike are the Fuji.
Pat…as always, wonderful photos of your family’s travels and daily life. When you noted Cody, WY it took me back to 1972, between my freshman and sophomore years at UW-Madison. I worked at Yellowstone that summer and on the drive out to report for work, the Mustang we were driving had a problem….the alternator wire had been crossed and drained the battery on our trip from Madison. We were stuck in Cody, no money for a place to stay. So what did 2 young women in 1972 do? We went to the Sheriff/police and asked if we could spend a night in jail!! It was pink in our cell and, for our safety, they locked us in! Didn’t want any wayward cowboy botherin’ us! Next day, it was a stay in a Jackson Hole church basement, and then hitching my way to Yellowstone, as the Mustang and driver headed to California. Ahhhhh…..road trips and memories!
Hey, Georgia, thanks for sharing the memory. Glad we could help take you back there. You know, that wasn’t so long ago. Why have things changed so much that a couple weary travelers can’t pop in at the police station any more?
Love the shot with the praying mantis. A little entomology lesson that day as well.
Best thing about this lifestyle is that new lessons present themselves every single day.
A post office and a bar – what more does a town need?
Hey guys. Great photos. The one of the horses reminds me of a trip I took in 2005. I stopped for lunch on some backroad near Pincher Creek Alberta. I got out my lawn chair and a book and my lunch. I was sitting with my back to a fenced pasture. When I had finished lunch and got up to leave there were about 20 head of cattle standing along the fence just staring at me. I never even heard them approach. Damn I wish I had captured that in a photo.
Did you try the “fancy beer”?