A week or so back we took off and headed to the much cooler climate of the Bighorn Mountains of Wyoming for some rest and relaxation.
We ended up in the Dead Swede Campground
It is named for the three grave sites that reside at the front part of the campground, two of unknown persons and the third of G.B. Henton who died Feb. 3, 1910.
It was an amazing campsite right on the creek with lots of trees and wildlife.
The hubs got to spend some time testing out his gold panning skills and actually found a tiny bit of very fine gold. This was about 30 steps down stream from our campsite.
We had this big guy across the creek from us on the first day and then right in our campsite on our fourth day.
I was kneeling right in front of the tree next to the chair keeping Monster from seeing the Moose and barking, the hubs was taking pictures about 7-10 feet from the Moose. Some idiot in a truck saw the moose and decided to follow it to take pictures and herded him right through the campsites.
With the rack on him he was about as tall as the roof rack on our lifted jeep which is over 6 ft. tall.
It rained the second and third days there but was sunny and beautiful the first, fourth and fifth days. We headed home on the fifth day and stopped in Graybull, Wyoming at the A&W for Root-beer Floats and onion rings.
That's it for this post, so until next time ....
Take Care Everyone
Hugs, Sandy
