Last Monday, my sister Susan, her dogs Tutu and Blackberry, and I drove from Fort Collins up to the Snowy Range, located in the Medicine Bow-Routt National Forest, just west of Laramie, Wyoming. Fort Collins was covered in smoke from the nearby Cameron Peak wildfire, so much so that the city seemed to be in either perpetual dusk or the middle of a total eclipse. It was good to get away and see some sunshine and blue sky for a while. Wyoming is very cow intensive, and between Laramie and the start of the mountains was nothing but rangeland infested with cattle. We were predicted to have snow and below freezing temperatures the next day, and Susan told me she hoped that all those thousands and thousands of cattle would be soon heading to their heated barns. She being an animal lover, I felt bad telling her that cattle stay out in the elements all year long, only leaving when sent to the slaughterhouse. In any case, we stopped at Brooklyn Lake, seen in the photograph above, where we took a short walk, and then headed back to Fort Collins, past all those cattle ranches. Wyoming's not called the Cowboy State for nothing. I probably don't have to tell you this, but DON'T move there.
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