Devils Ride
Before Kelli and I first drove East three years ago, I had daydreamed about parking the car in nowhere Wyoming, and taking a long road ride to Devils Tower. We didn’t have time on that trip and it didn’t make sense when I drove to Burlington in the fall. But thank goodness for the Northern Route.
Last night I pitched my tent at a great campsite about 30 miles east of the National Monument, and woke up early this morning to beat the heat.
No traffic, no clouds, smooth asphalt.
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