Wyoming is amazing, weatherwise. The wind was so gusty Jim had to fight sometimes just to keep the motorhome in the road. Pretty exhausting. En route to Cody, we pulled into a campground in Douglas, Wyoming (named after Stephen Douglas), and we weren't sure the motorhome would be upright after about 15 minutes. What we think of as wind in NC is a mere breeze. In the space of 2 hours, we experienced 2 thunderstorms with wind gusts up to maybe 60 mph, and sunny hot moments that made it so stuffy inside the motorhome we had to open the windows--then the wind picked up so we were afraid we'd take off in the wind!
We were in the official home of the Jackalope. Seriously. A man from Douglas created it --he was a taxidermist--back in I think the 1930's and it stuck as a mascot.
This sculpture holds pride of place in downtown Douglas. The wind and sand were blowing so much that we couldn't really see much else of Douglas. We holed up in the motorhome for the night, and planned an early departure. Sunrise came early--about 4 am the sky began to lighten. We had a little housekeeping to do then headed toward Cody, ready for some Yellowstone.
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