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Discussion in 'Photos' started by greener556, Mar 10, 2013.
Some years ago along a Wyoming state highway...
With any luck I'll be back there in June. I have a cousin living in Powell.
Aftermath of a 120mi white knuckle ride through a snowstorm with slushy roads. Traveling from Powell WY to Thermopolis WY (via Cody).
Top of the Bighorns in May on my way to Powell WY
The first time I crossed the Big Horn mountains I ran across a guy who was test flying a hang glider before buying it.
Looking back on Dayton, WY from whence I came,
Parking lot prep..
The leap of faith,
Slipping the surly bonds of earth......
WyoGeorge, Good old Rolling Hills. Lived on south Coyote for a number of years. Loved it, Just not the wife at the time.
Was there this past summer . . . .
On US 26 looking west
Same spot but looking east:
See the smoke in the above photo?
Here's a better view of the results of the fire near Dubois:
Sunset on Main Street, Dubois. The fire was 15 miles away:
My "wingman" and I had dinner at the Cowboy Cafe on July 28th and sat with two families who had been burned out. These people were natives having inherited their ranches from relatives dating back to the late 1800's. The were very "matter of fact" with their attitudes and said they'd rebuild. Strong people! Fine people!
Main Street, Saratoga, WY:
Our hotel for the evening:
I'm looking forward to being back there next summer.
^Awesome, Mike. Thanks for posting those. That house was built in 1893 for $6000, or about the value of those beemers.
We spent a night at the Wolf on our Honeymoon. We were headed down to spend a week riding dual sports around the Pike's Peak area and stopped at the Wolf on our way down. We had the fancy suite which was the entire top floor basically!
We've been here for about ten years now, live on Cougar, way over on the west side of town
Just to stay on track, here's a pic from Togwotee pass, complete with a couple of motorcycles.
George, my wife and I have had that room, too. I rode my bike to Seattle on business and she flew out and rode home with me. We left Jackson Hole that morning and, after a cold, rainy putt, checked in at the Wolf. While she was showering, I went downstairs and procured a big ol' hot, buttered rum. Nice place!
I was there too, just a lucky find en route to somewhere else.
Camped up at the top:
Wyoming Kitty Kat on backside of Casper Mt.
A nice one. Variety?
Prairie Rattler I believe. He was sunning himself on the road on a cool day at about 7500 feet. I spotted him as he struck at me riding by.