The mystery solved

Managed to get an answer to my question about the sign that left me sleepless last night trying to figure out what it meant...

NO HAZARDOUS CARGO...

(according to the Federal Dept of Transportation)

Colorado and Wyoming

Well Lamar Co was a bust... the weather was so horrible, the wind blew 50-60 mph and they were supposed to received 6-8 inches of snow. So we didn't do any poking around other than to drive by the fairgrounds and see that they no longer had a race track. Then it was whip and spur to get on up the highway to the other side of Denver before the real storm hit. It was an exhausting drive... both hands on the steering wheel at all times. I could only imagine how bad the wind was to the "high profile" vehicles.



We poked around in Limon, Co and saw this sign in the picture... any guesses what it means??

Then it was get on up the highway. We took Hwy 287 from Fort Collins to Laramie... I was questioning my decision as we ended up in a blizzard going over the pass. The real excitement came when I decided it was time to get rid of some of that coffee that I'd been tanking up on. It was getting to the point where I was wondering if I would make it... Ahhhh I saw a sign for a rest area 2 miles ahead... got there and ohhhh no, the gates were locked... rats !!! I looked across the road and decided I'd could go behind some rocks... I pulled over there jumped out, it was snowing like a son of a gun, the ground was really soft and muddy... darn now I had red clay sneakers... anyway there's been lots of times that I've peed outside behind a bush... but don't know that I've ever had snow whipping around me and piling up on my derriere. Got done, brrrrr, then I look over and Ansel has piled out of the car... and he didn't know how bad the mud was... I can see he's walking to the worst of the soft wet area, but he can't understand my telling him to stop... he too was on a mission... he walked into right into a really soft spot, mud over his ankles, his boots stuck, he's losing his balance, wavering, I'm trying to run back to where he is and I'm not in time and he fell forward on his hands in the mud, pants around his ankles... I tried not to laugh...

Then when I moved the car closer to him, so he didn't have to walk as far in the ankle deep mud... that tested my mud bogging skills. The car is officially christened.
When we got to Laramie, I had to drive through the town and look for Wyoming Technical Institute... that's where Tim and Eric both went to school and I'd never seen it before so was curious.

Then I saw this cute very well done Mustang...

Here's a pic of Ansel counting sheep. Actually speaking of sheep, I realized today we haven't hardly seen any wildlife. Two pheasants in KS, and nothing until we got to western Wyoming and saw some antelope.

I looked for Elk when we went over the pass between Ft. Collins and Laramie, as Eric said that they were always there near the state line, but the snow was so bad and there wasn't hardly any visibility. So if they were there, we missed them.


Well need to get back on the road, no wi-fi last night... another 1950's Motor Court. We are at a Flying J Truck Stop that has wi-fi right now.