The Big Road Trip started very well on Sunday, August 5th. We drove away from the house the first time at 2 p.m. But then we decided we needed both sets of keys for the Tracker (which we’re towing behind the motorhome) so we went back to the house, got the keys and left for real at 2:15 p.m. Four hours and fifteen minutes later we were at my brother Perry’s home in Green River, Wyoming. The drive was completely uneventful. As we drove through Cokeville, Wyoming, the Flying J there had gas for $2.709 a gallon so we filled up and took a short break there.

We parked in Perry’s driveway for the evening. They had dinner ready for us and after dinner we sat out on their front porch until well after 10 p.m. visiting. Perry and Chris are so very fun to be with and so very easy to be around. We sure enjoyed their hospitality.

We slept in the motorhome and have the first few kinks worked out in how things are arranged. Tonight in Cheyenne will work a little better. This time we’ll extend the slideout, hook up the water, turn on the water heater, and actually make it a bit of home. We should be at the campground by 6:30 p.m. on Monday.

This morning Perry took us on a small tour of the area. I’ve got some pictures that I need to put up on the picture album from the tour. We first drove out into the high desert to where Perry works and he gave us a pretty good run down on his job. It was really fun to see where he works and to finally have a real image in my head of what his work looks like. Then we did a bit of a circle to one of the Lumbard Ferry across the Green River used by the pioneers, the Pony Express, the Oregon trail, and the California gold rush folks. We drove on a little further to Pilot Butte where we walked along the wagon ruts left from that time. A little further along we stopped at Simpson’s Hollow where Lot Smith and his small group of marauders harassed Johnson’s Army as they came west to invade Utah. After that it was back to Green River, close up the camper, hook up the Tracker, and head east. Right now we’re at mile marker 245 on eastbound Interstate 80 in Wyoming. We’ve got another hundred and twenty miles to drive. I’m beginning to feel like we’re on vacation … although I’m not sure what I’m on vacation from!