Thought we'd fallen asleep and woken up in heaven . . .
Put the moon to bed just inside of Nebraska . . .
500 miles of bored to tears, and then two hours of white knuckled winter roadtrip excitement right about at the halfway trip mark. We started getting calls and texts from Richard and from Robert about the weather past Cheyenne. We dialed in with the Wyoming DOT to get the report and decided for safety we'd stop in Cheyenne, but when we arrived it was completely dry and uneventful. A little old snow and some lazy wind turbines.
Even Griffin was bored and wondering what all the excitement was about . . .
My mom asked around the truck stop (insert jokes here) and most of the eastbound truckers advised to get over the pass between Cheyenne and Laramie today or risk being stuck in Cheyenne for 24 - 48 hours. We pressed on, and within about 15 miles went from clean and dry to near whiteout conditions with 1/4 to 1/2 mile visibility - we were moving about 25 MPH for quite awhile.
took us a lot longer than it should have, but we hit Laramie safely and were amazed at the beautiful Christmas winter wonderland. We found an amazing steakhouse brewery for dinner and downed a steak . . .
Steak makes a happy . . .
then took a little tour of the old town. . .
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