Why Oh Why Wyoming

I wish I could say something nice about the drive [25N to state route 59N] through Wyoming. But it is dull, dull, dull. Ocassionally the monotony is broken up by some road kill. We drove through the national grasslands. You know why they call it grasslands? Cause there is nothing but grass for miles. Dried out yellowish green grass. I began to wish I had some paint so we could watch it dry.

Luckily we stopped in Douglas WY for lunch -- home of the Jackalope -- or we might have missed the turn off for 59N. Apparently in inclimate weather the route is often closed and you have no choice to to turn back to Douglas. Bill, WY is one of the few "towns" on the map in these parts and I think I saw the two buildings in it. One was the post office.
The wife remarked "you don't have to be much at all to get a dot on the map do you?"

The wife kept busting out in song "Where the deer and the antelope pray." That's not a typo . She thought the lyric was about prayerful animals. She's so sweet.
We'll make the Black Hills and Devil's Tower tonight or early evening. Then maybe on to DeadWood.
I hope it's worth it. I'm beginning to wonder why WY exists. I suppose it was too difficult to give Canada Montana and Wyoming. We would have had to seriously divert I-90. Which we just got on headed east. Hard to believe we can just stay on this one road all the way to our new home.