Today's stretch is, I think, the least populated of my trip. I'll pass through Jeffrey City, a former uranium boom town, now a semi-ghost town but allegedly with a open bar and cafe. And from there to Lander there is nothing. Just scrub brush and wind and otherwise a void.
I guess you could call this the land of wind and ghosts. Anyone remember who sends your dirt and grime here?
Thankfully I learned about this tiny town of Lamont, with a cafe and campground and nothing much else. Getting here last night cuts today from a terrifying 124 miles to a strenuous but non-terrifying 92. Right in my wheelhouse.
The Lamont campground was actually just a woman's yard. It was amazing and deserves its own post...I'll put it up with some pictures when I have a better internet connection.
That would be Mr. Sparkle, I believe. I love the tepees.
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