Not where things are made...

Day 3 June 23rd, Sunday

Late start today -we paid $77 in the town of  Sheridan Wyoming to sleep, but it felt more like a $25 sleep!  It seems they call double beds in the states queen beds, but these were no more  more queen beds than I am the queen of England.    I could only lay facing 1 way, if I faced the inside of the bed, I rolled into a cavern, where Phil already rolled into.  If  faced the outside, I had to hang on for dear life, for fears of rolling into the cavern.  Anyway, good thing we are packing our tea and kettle with us.  We hope to have a better sleep tonight.

Along the way, there are a couple things that surprise me 

1)I’ve forgotten just how big the sky is. From Montana to Wyoming it’s mostly rolling hills and ranch land.  You can see sky forever and land that goes on and on, cows all over the place.  

2)Every 3rd vehicle going west is a huge motorhome towing a vehicle or a trailer.  In fact there were several times that we saw “pods” of motorhomes traveling together in groups of 5-6.  They out number the transport trucks for sure.  We were almost wondering if they had a convention somewhere for these big rigs.  There were so any on the road.  

3) I’ve seen more dead dear on the road than I care to count.  I guess when you have miles and miles of ranch land, rolling hills and grass, the deer are plentiful, but out here - same as it is at home - they haven’t learned what a vehicle is yet.  In fact we have been warned more than a couple of times not to drive when it is dark, because the roads are full of wildlife.

I have to admit I feel pretty silly even admitting the following, but it made for some laughs in our car, and really that is what I am here for...comic relief!  For years I have been a fan of the Moorcroft pottery that so many people seem to have on the Antiques Roadshow.  I for some reason thought the manufacturing of it was done in the US, so you can imagine my excitement when we approach the town of Moorcroft.  I told Phil I wanted to visit the place where they make this famous stuff.  We enter the town of Moorcroft...my first inclination this may not be the place is when I read the population 1909 people, followed by numerous ramshackle buildings.  Hmp! I say, I wonder where it is.  

Quickly we google it and find it is actually located in....Stoke -on -Trent in Essex, England!  Yep, don’t know how I missed that tidbit of information.  I am glad we didn’t travel miles out of our way to see it!

We also passed though a town of Gillette, however they did not make the razors, and Phil assured me that Sundance is not where Robert Redford has his film festival.

We haven’t seen anything interesting or monumental today so we decide to take the 21 mile road to see the Devil’s Tower National Monument.  Was worth the side trip and felt to get out and walk for about an hour.  If you look closely at the last picture you can see some climbers on the rocks.  While there, a team of 4 made it to the top.

We check in early tonight ( 9:00 pm) in hopes of a good sleep and a full day tomorrow.