I should never have stopped on our trip to Thermopolis. If he’d never gotten a good look at the country we were traveling through, we might have been able to stay away more than one night.
Sonny was a happy traveler until he got out and saw the Ten Sleep canyon bottom, with the road’s S-curves snaking down. He didn’t like looking into the canyon, across the canyon, at the tree tops, at the rocks…or at the winding road.
But after we arrived safely at Ten Sleep, I still thought he should see the Wind River Canyon. Even though we were near the bottom so heights weren’t a problem, it didn’t take more than a few miles of all those rock walls (that might fall on us) before he said, “I’ve seen all of this I need to. Let’s get the hell out of here!”
We left Thermopolis before the horse sale was over, and he might have been content to leave before it started! He does say he’s glad we went, but more emphatically he says he won’t be going back.
The next morning he couldn’t wait to get horseback on his own piece of Powder River County, and he really was happy then. Sometimes the greatest enjoyment in a trip is getting home, and there is sure nothing wrong in that.
Sonny occasionally talks about going south for the winter. Based on this trip, if we did go south for the winter, it would be the shortest winter on record – maybe 3 days…
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