While it was cool this morning, we went caching. It took a bit of searching to find the right road to get to the cache areas. That can be a real bummer in a strange town. Never the less, we were able to find two before “crying Uncle.”
We also made stops at the Post Office and a gas station. While Bill was getting a can of gas for the Honda generator, the cowgirl (old boots, jeans, and a t-shirt) filling her pickup with fuel, saw our South Dakota license plates and came over to wash our windows. She wanted us to know that people from Wyoming were friendly.
The cowgirl had fishing poles in the back of her pickup and two passengers in the front. She said she was taking her mother and an aunt fishing and hopes to come back with at least one five pound trout like she did the last time she fished. I ask her what time supper was!
We left Riverton, bound for the Grand Tetons and Jackson. The road followed along the Wind River for part of the way.
In all likelihood, we will be out of range of wifi tonight so I am going to post this edition of my journal early. Its 2:00 p.m.!
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