There's not much to say about Wyoming.It's a beautiful state - I don't think it gets nearly enough credit.
I liked the windmill farms (By the way on the farm I saw one of those old metal windmills in the center of a field and I asked "Why are those out there anyhow?" and I was given a matter of fact dead pan "How else is the water supposed to get pumped to water the cows." Priceless and ingenious it's like getting through a lifetime without knowing that cows sleep lying down; until I was 17 I thought they did this standing... More love to the farm.) I know there is nothing majestic to them, but I want to buy a wind farm. In fact when I ever get around to interviewing and if asked my long term goals "Where do you see yourself in 5 years." I honestly have to reply "I see myself living on and running a wind farm getting by on government subsidies and maybe buying a cow or two."
No one ever says anything like that. We're all so lame "Well I think maybe I'd like to work on a challenging project, manage a team...blah."
Wind farms - I love them (an aside this MP shot was a little scary. A truker was pulled over along side me doing something strange with a hose.)
I have many more pictures of Wyoming but will leave them out here. I drove to my the most lovely bed in Salt Lake City, Utah...I wish I could have slept in that bed for days, it was divine...
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