August 12,
2017
Where is my
maternal human? I guess I will snuggle
with the paternal one. Wait, what was
that? Lookie! Another mousie has been caught in the human’s
toy! My human is sleeping. I better bring it to him to make sure he sees
it.
I slept
outside last night. I set my bed up
underneath Hannah’s trailer hitch in case it rains, but I can still see the
stars. Before I drifted off, I saw two
shooting stars. It is dark, real dark,
and I am totally cozy in my sleeping bag.
I sleep, I wake to look at the stars.
I sleep. I wake to see the
reflection from Hannah’s bedroom. Why
would Spouse be up with the light on?
Back to sleep. The wind starts
howling through the trees, and I am still toasty. I can no longer see the stars, a cloud must
be passing by. I sleep… More winds… oh oh… I am feeling
raindrops. Hannah’s overhang may protect
from rain, but not when it is horizontal!
I gathered my bedding and went inside.
It was 4:30. I finished my sleep nice and dry with Rudy on my legs.
When I woke
up, Spouse told me that he had caught another mouse in the trap, and that Rudy
brought it into bed. Spouse had gotten
up to go to the bathroom and felt it. He
turned on the light to see the present. Was
this Rudy’s version of a ‘godfather’ moment?
I am so glad I was outside, but what about tomorrow? Are these mice living in Hannah? Or are we picking them up along the way? Rudy is on patrol, as is Spouse. But please leave them out of our bed!
Our morning
walk was a bike ride. We rode along the
road up to Green Lake. We took the
nature trail then followed a dirt road to a ranch in a picturesque setting. We cruised around another campground, then
made our way back. Time to pack it up as
it is getaway day.
We had a
little problem getting Hannah hooked to the truck as we blew the last fuse we
had. Spouse had to lower her
manually. Good thing we will be stopping
for provisions. We have a big long list
of stuff to buy.
We headed
back to rte. 191 north. With fresh eyes,
how will this road look? I figured out
why we missed the turnoff to Antelope Flat the other day. There is NO sign going north, and the road is
obscured.
If I said
bad things about this road the other day, I take it all back. The road on the west side of the gorge may
suck, but the east side rocks it! And
going north on the road is even prettier.
The road rises to the skies. The plains
rise into mountains. There is a vast
expanse of utter beauty. Sweeping views
down into the valleys contrast to the climb across the plateau. It is prairie land, but green, with red
showing through. Contour after contour
folds off to the skies. We rise to 8000
feet before we level off and come to I80.
East we go
to Rock Springs where we fine dine, and reprovision. I know it may come as a shock to you, but it
is raining somewhat… We load Hannah with
the goods, then head north on rte. 191 to the town of Farson. It is prairie land, and it is brown, but
there are lots of contours and there are mountains on the horizon. I wouldn’t call it boring, but I was so
attracted to the black skies and lightning strikes, that I missed a lot of the
landscape!
We turned on
28 and headed north. The mountains are
creeping in on us and the plains are fading in and out. Crossing the continental divide, there are incredible valley views of red rock
and wind swept canyons. We decided to stay at the town of Lander. We actually got an RV spot so we can make
sure everything is charged up. We hear
the state park here is beautiful. We may
need to check that out tomorrow.
I have Rudy’s
catnip in a box with my orchids. He has
taken to enjoying his ‘salad’ regularly.
He is such a good traveler. He
sure loves his center console in the truck.
Note to
Spouse: The next time you see a sign on
the road that says ’30 mph: avoid a
broken windshield’, BELIEVE IT!
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