The wide open spaces of the American west. They really exist. And it rolled out right in front of me like a carpet.
Left Laramie for points west and north. No winding roads here, just a straight shot of Interstate. Well, there was that Google Maps detour through the countryside to avoid the construction traffic on I-84, but that was welcome relief.
Playlist included the HIBT story of Harry’s Razors and more Eric Church music.
And murals. I saw murals.
All the way to Twin Falls and crashed at Motel 6. Off to see some more natural beauty today.
Relentless
