Retirement

Pounded by Wyoming Hail

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.

Down the Hole

I then opened up one of the walls. Oh no, the water dropping right next to my electric converter. A large puddle of water was around, but not on the converter. Thank goodness that could have been a disaster.