|Curt Gowdy State Park|
We hitched up the Bambi, bound for a location twenty-four miles west of Cheyenne, WY, for possibly the last camping trip of the season. The trip took us through quintessential Wyoming, with expansive skies and endless windswept plains that seemed to roll on forever. Heading west at sunset, the sky began to burst with color, painting the clouds with every hue of red and orange imaginable. It reminded me that sometimes half the enjoyment of camping is the experience on the way to your destination.