Let's go back to the RV and eat there. We're not used to the clear Plain's nights.
Well I thought it was only a couple of blocks. We've walked forty minutes now and we aren't much closer to those lights.
Let's walk down to Newcastle's nice restaurant in the converted Flour Mill. Those monument stones in the mill are fantastic. I'm positive it is only two blocks.
============= Treece Jeanice =============== Roland James =========================

It was nice visiting Amy's grandparents in Yellow Stone Park. It was funny when we were going through Utah, she starting talking about her grandparents and how they were somewhere in Yellow Stone Park. I though that maybe we could find where their RV might sit.
We looked through her fifty gallon barrels in the back of the shop and found some 'special' rocks that had our names on them. "Take me home," they said. Also bought that lady's paintings of Indian Faces on flat rocks. Got the shop's business card with name and phone.

At Newcastle Wyoming we bought custom jeweled ostrich and emu eggs.
Hugh shovel emptying open pit mine on gigantic slow walking steel legs.
Independence Rock on Oregon Trail, pioneer's making the first graffiti.
Devil's gate and the pioneer stories & white man ignoring every treaty.

Visited Rawlins at different times in history, separately, different spouse.
Teri & I, now forever lovers, went to dinner at 1890's converted house.
Wyoming jade hard to find. Teri and I hope a new jade mine will sprout.
Saw German Couple at RV Park we'd helped last year, their first time out.

Sure and I think I saw a small stream where I can throw some rocks.

WYOMING

(Equality State)

It was a wonder to find them. The map didn't show the camp they were in. However, we kept asking Rangers until we found them. They were camp hosts. They got their space free and helped the Rangers.
Remember the Mineral Shop in Evanston. They had a concrete dinosaur in front. The proprietor's husband was digging at their mine. They were splitting rocks with fish and prehistoric animals fossilized in the stone.
We pulled right into a full service space next to her grandparents in prime vacation time. A no-show assistant host left a space for us. Visited that night and had a wonderful slow journey out of the park. Two more people in this world are no longer strangers.
We called Amy's parents and asked for her grandparent's phone number. They didn't have a phone, but we were told the camp's name where they were. So we went through Yellowstone Park, instead of around it.