BevLive: Welcome to the West!

Big excitement today. It rained in Wyoming. I'm not sure what was more exciting, driving down the Interstate at 65 mph and suddenly not being able to see twenty feet in front of me, or finally being in the "West." I think the latter. The rain passed in about ten minutes but I'm still out West.

What a long drive: 2200 miles. I arrived in northwest Colorado around 7:00 tonight. I'm camped in a little local park. It's quieter then Walmart, but much more difficult as they have a leash walking rule on the dogs. Hopeless. I'll drive out of town in the morning and walk them. Poor dears they must be as bored with all this as I am.

But tomorrow we begin on the payback. I called my Colorado friend to tell her Amanda Millikin, who is about eight hours behind me with her camper, and I will be there tomorrow. She assures me that her sheep are great and that the irrigation had been turned off and the field is dried out. I'll finally be able to work my dogs.

The good thing about three days of inactivity is that Mirk seems to have recovered from whatever was bothering his front leg. He looks completely sound now. Whew!