As I write this, the beautiful view of the Wind River Mountains out of my window is obscured. It is so smoky we are leaving our windows shut because it smells like a brush fire a short distance away.
The center of my world is Wyoming. But Wyoming is often a long way from the political center of America.
August has to be just about the best month to be in Wyoming. Love the weather. Love the sights. Love traveling around.
Of Wyoming’s four seasons, this one can be the longest and the butt of the most complaints.
Some terrible crimes and some oddball happenings have been occurring here during the hottest time of our Wyoming summer.
There is so much more to see than just Devils Tower.
I am writing about the “Wyoming Black Hills,” which although lesser known than their South Dakota big brothers, still offer some wonderful visiting opportunities.
Yes, Devils Tower is the center of everything. This towering monolith was our nation’s first national monument back in 1906 and it is a totally impressive place.
The history of coal’s significance to Wyoming’s economy is being written today. It is beginning to look like a swan song.
Wyoming’s long love affair with coal can be written in five brief epochalparagraphs:
Although local Wyomingites are not surprised by this fact, out-of-staters are always stunned by the velocity of our wind. It is scary powerful.And it is probable that our wind is cursed more often than it is viewed as a blessing.