As we awoke in our Super 8 motel in Cheyenne Wyoming the wind was howling. As we packed the truck, I immediately noticed something very interesting: there was a standard trailer being pulled by a standard truck. Neither looked very corporatized, although there was a logo on it. What really struck me about the truck is the fact that the trailer had its hazard tags, on all sides, flipped to “Radioactive.” And we were parked right next to it.
We started our treck across Wyoming. The wind and cold was unbelievable. For many parts of Wyoming, there is just nothing. The only thing that exists is landscape and an occasional gas station. And 55mph winds.
The same snowstorm that almost caused our death in Colorado/New Mexico had blown through Wyoming, but it apparently was much worse in the South than where we were. What struck me, though, as we drove through the beautiful yet seeming uninhabitable state was the drift fences. They’re everywhere. Apparently, due to wind and weather patterns and the relative flatness of the landscape, drifting is a massive problem. Luckily for us, I-80 was not closed (although they apparently close it sometimes when the snow and conditions get bad enough.
Windy and cold it certainly was, but absolutely beautiful. There is literally nothing for miles, but the scenery is unbelievable. And I do mean unbelievable. The rock formations were just incredble. What a beautiful and untouched state.
As evening dawned, we crossed Wyoming finally and headed into Utah. Unfortunately, we didn’t get to see much of Utah. We drove around the outskirts of Salt Lake City, but it was dark. We looked for a place to stop, but Hotels.com couldn’t find us anything, so we pressed on into Idaho. Using the Hotels.com Android Tablet App and my Maps app, coupled with my cunning stradegizing, I managed to book us the room we needed for the night. Welcome to Heyburn, Idaho.