We are in full crush mode to return to New York and return the rental RV on time. Long days of driving - yesterday with a touch of some kind of stomach bug, which I must say is not at the top of my list of fun ways to spend time. But the miles must be covered so we keep moving. At the moment, we are in Rawlins, Wyoming. It's not near anywhere. I have always been fascinated by the idea of Wyoming: so empty and vast. And E. Annie Proulx moved there after she left Newfoundland so it must be cool. But dang, it is one harsh place! Where'd they put the trees?
Loads of pictures and the final installments of the travel portion for Knitting Sprawl coming soon!