On our way back east, I decided that we could go through
Casper, Wyoming. “Why?” you ask. My answer is “Because”. Not sure why I selected it. One reason is that it is not in Montana. Don’t get me wrong. I love Montana. It is a beautiful state and has spectacular
scenery (even though it does not have any moose!), friendly people. It is a great place to vacation. And it is large, very, very large. And we have been in it for over 2 weeks. It took a second day of driving just to get
to the Wyoming border. So, I was happy
to be able to call Wyoming home for 2 days.
We had driven through portions of the state earlier on the vacation, but
this is the first time that our backyard was in Wyoming.
Casper seems like a nice city. As with many of the places that we have seen
on this vacation, I would not want to live there. All the pictures of the activities in the
snow, the very, very deep and cold snow, are not to my liking. And I love where I live. But, it seems nice for a visit.But as a tourist I thought it was difficult to get around. The “tourist map” that the hand out at the welcome centers is just not sufficient. Ever notice that they don’t have all the streets and roads listed? This makes it more difficult to navigate. And our GPS could not get us to any place successfully. So, between, the map, the GPS and some driving, we finally figured out how to get around!
Casper has some numbered streets, 1st, 2nd, 3rd. Some lettered streets, A, B, E. Some presidential streets, Lincoln, Grant, Jefferson. Some tree streets, like Poplar, Ash and Beech. And even some state Streets like Wyoming and Pennsylvania. This all made the navigating a bit more fun.
We were able to take a bike ride. Seven and one quarter miles and at an elevation
of 5200 feet. It was good to get out of
the RV and out of the car and do something.
There is a bike path thatmeanders along the Platte River. So, we biked a portion of it and walked a
portion of it. It was a lovely
area. There is even a section of the river
that has man-made white water rapids for kayakers and rafters. This too seemed lovely. If I were ever to run some rapids, this just
might be them. But, I don’t think that
will happen any time soon.
We leave Casper in the morning and move onto Kansas for one night. "Why Kansas?" you might ask. Because it lies between Casper and where we are headed. No other reason!
