Day 3

The third day we left Gillette, WY and traveled over the Big Horn Mountains from Sheridan, WY. I made my wife stick in John Denver as we started our climb. Our low oil light went on, which took some of the fun out of the experience, especially as we began to descend. The oil was fine-they forgot to reset the gage when it was serviced. I had wanted to see the ancient native american medicine wheel on the top of the mountain, but decided another 3 mile climb for the car was not a good idea at the time.

The Bighorns are spectacular. The air so crisp and clean. We saw Mule Deer, elk and a moose-the only moose of the trip. The mountains were alive with color due to wildflowers-something I had never witnessed because our family trips would normally happen in the fall. We did a little playing in the snow, saw a cattle drive and mom gripped the armrest tightly as we descended the mountains. I woke up in a cold sweat that night from the descent-no gaurd rails and straight down 300' + cliffs.

We stayed in Cody, Wyoming that night-rodeo capital of the world. We skipped the rodeo and opted for the pool.