Saturday, April 30, 2011 - Sinclair WY
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Camped, Dugway Ramp Recreation Area, Sinclair WY, April 30, 2011
Snow
It snowed last night in Meeker CO and it's been a gray day with snow squalls off and on all day. Like yesterday, today took me much farther than I had hoped. I was on the lookout for a place to boondock all day and didn't see anything promising until I got here. This will do nicely for the night. It's not hugely picturesque but there is a river right outside my door. We like that.
North Platte River
Rand McNally tells me that's the North Platte River out there. That gives me an idea. I've been planning to follow the North Platte and Platte rivers across southern Nebraska on my way east. Why not start here and follow it as it makes its way up through Casper and around the bend to the east?
Birds
There are birds here. And a cliff with nests on it. I think I'll stay tomorrow, see what's here, get a few pictures, then head out Monday.
Night camp
Site 5 - Dugway Ramp Recreation Area, Sinclair WY
- Verizon cell phone and EVDO service - no service
- Locate Dugway Ramp Recreation Area on my Night Camps map
- Check the weather here
They do not Intrude on Each Other
The San Francisco Mountain lies in northern Arizona, above Flagstaff, and its blue slopes and snowy summit entice the eye for a hundred miles across the desert. About its base lie the pine forests of the Navajos, where the great red-trunked trees live out their peaceful centuries in that sparkling air. The pinons and scrub begin only where the forest ends, where the country breaks into open, stony clearings and the surface of the earth cracks into deep canyons. The great pines stand at a considerable distance from each other. Each tree grows alone, murmurs alone, thinks alone. They do not intrude on each other. ...
The Song of the Lark, Willa Cather, p265, Houghton Mifflin Co paperback edition 1987