A batch of photos, while I wait for the Episcopal church in Dubois, WY to finish up a meeting in the same room where they let cyclists sleep. Including the last photos probably ever taken by my late camera. Also, I meant to make a remark on how it’s not hard to guess how the Wind River got its name. You know that feeling when a 10mph headwind feels like a tailwind because you’ve been taking 30-40mph winds to the face all day?
Camped by a large and presumably artificial lake. Right here is where my camera quit working.
Crow Heart Butte. Named after a post-battle display of a Crow warrior’s heart on a Shoshone chief’s spear. The sign also noted that he liked white men and didn’t have any of their scalps in his tepee. How nice of him.
Finally in Dubois. Nice view of the mountains, a burger, and then taken in by episcopalians. Happy camping in the church office floor. Been warned not to leave the highway on the pass tomorrow – grizzly country! Given that thousands of cyclists bike this route every year, I feel fairly safe.