Friday we rode another 80-some miles,
first over on the loop to the McCain guard cabin, where we had lunch
and built a couple snow-persons for Penelope. See video, later. Then
we did more of the Grey River trail, out to the Box Y ranch, said to
be the nation's most remotely-located resort, for hot chocolate and
hot apple cider; and $5 of gasoline—one gallon. The gasoline turned
out to be a good idea: filling up the next day in Jackson revealed it
would have been very close getting back to the parking lot.
Must remember: 10 gallons=184 miles. On the way back we took a
variant off the river trail. It looked innocent enough on the map,
but in reality took us up 3,000 feet on twisty narrow trails and into
some relatively deep snow. The views of both the Salt River and
Wyoming ranges were stunning. I would have enjoyed them more had the
gas tank needle not been stuck mostly on empty. But we got back safe
and sound, trailered the Blue Wanderer (now so christened), and enjoyed a BBQ ribs
dinner.
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| Vicinity of the McCain cabin |
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Very small snow-person for P; in the video, to be added later,
Vicki builds a slightly larger one; the snow was a month old,
granular, almost of snow-cone consistency |
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| Fly-over country |
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| Thirty miles later, we are at the Box Y ranch/resort |
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| Thus |
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With its superb collection of dead thangs and much other
Wyomingiana; nice folks |
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Among the views from the C variant; up much higher than it
looks...about 8,000 feet |
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