Crack the whip
I pull back on the reins, slowing the workhorse down as we enter Reuter Campground, just outside of Sundance, Wyoming. It doesn’t appear this campground has a Host, at least not parked at the entrance. Near the kiosk, I block the road and climb down from the panting Workhorse, walking far enough to see the campsite. I checked the reservation tag someone had placed on the post. Yep, it was ours! It happened to be the first site just to the right, on the lower loop. Returning to the Workhorse I took the reins and nudged him ahead, stopping at our camp for the next three days. “We’ve done good Jagger, A perfect hideout to let you free among the trees.” As Jagger scopes it out I back in the Coach and after leveling her call it home, unhitching the Workhorse. He did a great job getting us here safely, now for a rest in the forest.
Once our camp was set up, we built a fire and got to preparing our supper. The Sun would soon be setting as we look forward to exploring Devil’s Tower tomorrow. After dinner, Sydney and I visit while Jagger explores around our camp. Seems like a ghost town camping here and it appears some sites recently had torrents of water running through them, thankfully not ours. The luck of the draw I guess.
On the Trail to Devil’s Tower
Climbing in the Workhorse there is a slight grumble, but he turns over, stretching his muscles. Jagger settles in his spot, and we’re off. It’s a beautiful morning so far, but there is rain in the forecast later today. During our trip, Sydney and I stop for a picture or two when the opportunity presents itself. After a half hour or so we arrive in the visitor parking area.
The day is warm but not too hot for a hike. Jagger has been assigned the duty of guarding the workhorse, “shh, that’s what I told him.”
While my intention to hike ALL the way around the tower was negative; I’m glad Sydney encouraged me to hike a mile or two around the base of the tower as it opened up new views and gave me a better idea of its massive size. On the trail, we came across people who were expressing some of the Native traditions at Devils Tower. I didn’t take pictures of them out of respect, but I did get some other photos and met a few friendly people along the way. It’s always interesting to hear where people are from and their stories of travel.
After a better part of two hours, we returned to an excited Jagger. It’s now his turn to explore the parking lot as we dodge many other dogs doing the same with their owners. After a picnic lunch on some benches nearby, we loaded up for the ride back to camp.
A Wet Afternoon and Night
The afternoon turned to rain and eventually hail pounded on our roof like wild horses running. It was so loud I dreaded it would break through into the Coach. A picture here shows a broken vent cover damaged by the golf ball sized hail.
Fortunately, there was no damage to the Workhorse. I looked at the Coach’s roof not seeing any damage. When I get back south, I’ll have it inspected thoroughly for damage though.
The Morning After
Jagger and I went for a wet walk around our campground the next morning. It was sad to see that several people who camped in tents had evacuated their camps for safety. One campsite who had pitched their tent in a wash were flooded out. When they returned they packed up, leaving their site early. I’m thankful our Coach protected us during the weather event, keeping us high and dry.
Until next time, Safe Travels…Gary and Jagger
- Dates: June 29-31
- In The Saddle: 230 Miles, 4 1/2 Hours
- Camp: Rueter Campground