August 13,
2017
Every now
and again, when my humans try to move me from the little house that moves to
the big house that moves, I will throw a fit.
It is not that I really mind moving, but I am a feline and it is my job
to be difficult on occasion. I will
scream and complain and make a scene. I
am finding my humans just ignore me.
We readied
Hannah early this morning as we decided to take our morning walk in the Sinks
Canyon State Park. It is about 9 miles
from the town of Lander. It is a
picturesque canyon with tall, rocky cliffs, overlooking the Po Po Agie
River. This river sets the standard for
all photography. It is rocky with water
cascading from various angles.
The hike
starts at Bruce’s Camp.
The trail
crosses the Po Po Agie on a bridge then starts the gradual, uphill climb to the
water falls. To our right is a rocky
crag, covered in sagebrush. To our left
is the river lined with fir and aspen trees.
Wildflowers are still blooming this late in the year. It is lush and beautiful. You can see where stands of baby aspens are
taking root. Beyond the river is a pine
covered mountain. The river valley is
narrow and the sound of the water crashing on the rocks follows us all the
way. Although the climb starts
gradually, it gets steeper as we climb, so it is slow going. It is almost 2 miles in to the falls. When we get to the top, we see the waterfalls
breaking into several downhill streams.
It is quite stunning. There is a
nice bench where you can sit and enjoy the scenery. I wish I had a hike like this
every morning. The distance and the
degree of difficulty were perfect!
Coming back,
you see things differently. When you
are looking up, it seems so much more awe inspiring. Looking down is pretty, but not nearly as
striking as the uphill view.
Back to
Hannah and back on the road. We stopped
in Lander for some supplies to repair the windshield damage we got
yesterday. We then head north, through
Riverton. There are plains as far as
the eye can see, with farms and lots of geographical contours to keep things
interesting.
We stopped
for Thai food – haven’t seen that in a while.
We also stopped for some tonic water at a liquor store. We couldn’t figure out why a car darted in
front of us towards the liquor store till we noticed the drive thru window at
the liquor store. How dumb was I to
actually get out of my vehicle and WALK inside…
There was quite the line for the drive thru window… interesting…
We continue
north past the Boysen reservoir. We were
headed for Thermopolis, but saw a campground on the Wind River that called our
name. I don’t know, Thermopolis is known
for its hot springs. But when you see RV
parks with names like ‘Fountain of Youth RV Park’, it just doesn’t call my
name! The Wind River campground is right
below the dam, and Hannah’s back window faces the water. It is small and cozy.
Since there
are no RV hookups, it takes just a minute to set up. Spouse starts doing the windshield
repair. Then I get my vodka tonic and
plop down in my chair outside overlooking the water. Ah, this is the life… Get away bee, this is my drink. Hey, get away. You little bastard, LEAVE MY DRINK
ALONE! Shoo! Scat!
After five minutes of fighting with the bee, I taught it a lesson… I picked up my drink and went inside
Hannah! I closed the screen door, and
swiveled my reclining chair to face the water.
Hah! I have the same view, with
no bee. It’s just me, and Rudy… and
whatever mice may be hiding in the heating vents…
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