The picture above was taken as we crossed the border into Wyoming. If you look carefully you can see cowboy riding the bronco – Wyoming’s state symbol, I think. It didn’t turn out too good because of the setting sun, but it shows the trouble Rachel had to go through while driving.
Today we will travel through Wyoming, Utah, and end up in Idaho.
My Uncle Vic was born in Wyoming, he use to say that he was a twin, but he was born in an airplane and the other one rolled out of the plane. so if you see someone who looks like my Uncle Vic, only a little squashed, let me know.