The Wind-Swept Plains of Western Wyoming

Here's me with T. and Gromit on White Mountain, just outside of Rock Springs. In the distance you can just see the "living" sand dunes. Well, maybe not really.
Here though, is Pilot Butte, along with some wild horses:


Gromit got tons of walks from T.'s family, and got to run and run out in the desert. T. and I got to eat all kinds of yummy food (polenta! steak! lasagna!). This is all pretty typical for Wyoming, says T. If so, I'm coming back.