Driving from Cody, Wyoming, across the Bighorn Basin to the Bighorn Mountains. We crossed on U.S. Alternate Route 14.
Mule doe meandering down an alley in Cody.
She comes around the corner of a garage... and...
Aaaaaa!!! There are PEOPLE in that yard!
Reverse, reverse, reverse... vewy, vewy quietly...
Aboutface and ... GO!
Oops, there are people in the front yard here, too!
"Me go now."
Horses (and a mule) in a pasture at the home of the man with whom we needed to exchange air jacks. The sellers at Pavillion, Wyoming, had given him Larry's bigger jack, leaving Larry with a smaller jack. So we cleaned up after them, tracking the man down (with difficulty) and exchanging jacks.
I've never seen a field so full of pronghorn antelope -- and they're all lying down! Quite unusual. When I zoomed in on the top of the ridge, I discovered a whole lot more of them -- and they, too, are all lying down.
Heat waves over the highway
Sugar beet harvest is in full swing
Truck hauling sugar beets
Harvesting sugar beets
Crossing Bighorn Lake
Canada geese on Bighorn Lake
View from the Bighorn Mountains of north-central Wyoming all the way to the Tetons and the Rockies of Yellowstone, some 170 miles to the west. Both the Bighorns and the Yellowstone Rockies rise over 13,000 feet.
See the truck runaway ramp? It's for trucks to take if their brakes overheat and fail.
See Bighorn Lake down there?
That's my laptop you can see sitting on the dash of our Jeep Commander.
Larry, peering over my shoulder as I post these pictures: "What did you say that made me grin like that?"
"You *always* look like that," I tell him.
Now he's laughing. "Maybe I just want everyone to see my new teeth!" 😁
Hunters
It's snowing! We're glad we have new tires and wheels on the Jeep.
Cool job. ((heh))
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