but soon the skies cleared and we had sunshine and blue skies. The drive, if you have never taken it, through Spearfish Canyon is awesome. The contrast in the fall between the dark green and the bright gold is so pretty. There is a creek that travels the canyon along the road for most of the way, and there are lovely spots where the sparkling clear stream tumbles over the rocks and pebbles to create beautiful music. I highly recommend this drive, and I also advise the driver to stop often to completely take in the beauty, in sight and sound.
Soon we arrived in cowboy country, Wyoming. What a contrast between the colorful canyon drive and the brown grasses and soils of the plaines and the hills of Wyoming. We stopped in a pull off for a sandwich at noon, and I snapped this beautiful view of an abandoned farm place. I think it looks like a painting I've seen at some point in my life.
We spent the next three nights in Cheyenne where we parked out at F.E. Warren Air Force Base camp ground, but where we actually spent all our time with our dear friends that we traveled with this summer. They have lived in Cheyenne since leaving us in Grand Forks way back in the 70's. Dick and Bev fed us and guided us on tours of several points of interest in Cheyenne, and we had a wonderful visit. We hope they will join us later this fall, maybe down in Vegas.