|Fish Camp, Wyoming|
We were on the road bright and early each day, as we had many miles to cover in order to be at the family gathering in Dakota territory on time.
Either memory failed me or I had simply forgotten how utterly beautiful it is in that part of Wyoming. Everything was green and all the creeks were running full. Damn, I should have taken a rod & reel. We stopped for a jogging (me, not Dad) break on the Madison, and watched a guy fishing with what looked like a PMD fly.
|Madison River, Wyoming|
Was he catching any, Yep. Was he a local, No. Newly retired, on vacation, fishing his way across Wyoming. Geez, I envied him that... From San Jose, Calif. I didn't envy him that...
Our next stop was the Museum of the West in Cody, WY. It has expanded a great deal since the last time either of us was there. Well worth the time.
|(the LL special)|
The firearms gallery was awesome, and I could have spent days in there studying and reading the histories...
Back on the road, the beauty of mother natures work is stunning.
(to be continued)