(of which one will be lame Country/Western and the other will be an stenorous-voiced, southern-twanged preacher-man who likes to use the word SMOTE a lot!)
Wyoming turned into a beautiful, restful state. I guess judging Wyoming by Rawlins would be like judging California by Trona!
In Gilette I noticed once again how numerous are young white males who are scrawny. They look underdeveloped and undernourished. They lack fire in the eyes, squareness of shoulders and pride in the way they carry themselves. The are the exact opposite of the young soldiers we see on TV who make us so proud. These wasted opportunity denizens of small towns stand out because they should already be on their way to being contributing citizens--but they're not. I suspect drugs play a huge part in the way they look. It reminds me of G.K. Chesteron and his 'hollow-chested men.' They never tried and now they slip around in ever-diminishing forms. It's very sad.
The day was drizzly and gray. I enjoyed the great open spaces immensely! The only company were antelopes, cattle, trains and the occasionally truck. I found two interesting Wyoming "uniquities"--the Highway Patrol has singing commercials on the radio for buckling up and a billboard had a great pro-life message: If it's not a baby, You're not pregnant!!!!
The highlight of the day was driving through the first ever National Monument signed into law in 1905 by Teddy Roosevelt--whadda guy! It was so beautiful. I arrived in low fog and clouds and left with the sun lighting up the entire monument and surrounding red hills. I then drove on into Spearfish where I'm spending the night at the City Park RV section. Amazing! This beautiful city park with a nice stream running all around it and people are able to camp here with full hook-ups! No gravel, no cheek-to-jowl, no trains and interstates running through it. Just beauty.
I was also able to meet up with an old friend and his new bride. They both agree that this area is one of the best-kept secrets in the country. I'll do more sightseeing tomorrow with them.
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