After a grueling day of loading the truck the Clampetts were ready to roll...what a long-ass day we had ahead of us!
Nothing better than truckstop hotdogs!
Stretching our legs in Casper, the kids were a little miffed I wouldn't let them play in a grassy area way the hell away from where we were, right next to busy traffic. Nu uh.
Only in Wyoming would you see a stoplight on a highway in the middle of nowhere.
The early evening sun was absolutely gorgeous as we made our way out of Thermopolis, with about an hour and a half left of what ended up being a 10-hour day.
Up and at 'em this morning, ready to unload all our crap. Thanks to the Hot Cop* we got it all out in good time.
*Hot Cop is how my little brother is known around town. This is how he will be referred to from here on out. :)