Saturday, June 04, 2005

Wyoming is that Little Corner of the Yard Mother Nature Saves for Experiments and Meteorological Jokes

Last night at 6:30 several summer staffers and a few friends piled into two cars and drove to Saratoga Springs, about 70 miles away when the pass is open. Laramie sits in a wide valley with the Laramie Range bordering us to the east and the Snowy Mountains on the west. The Snowies are actually about 20 miles away and five thousand feet higher, so Wyoming 130, the road that cuts across the range, is usually open from Memorial Day to Labor Day.

By the time we made it to the pass we only had a little bit of daylight left. We stopped at the Libby Flats observation point and took some pictures for the benefit of the guy on my floor from California. Normally the mountains loom almost overhead when you're at Libby Flats, but last night they were clouded over. We didn't think anything of it.

On to Saratoga Springs, where we hung out for an hour or so, soaking in mineral water. The springs themselves are located more or less in town, and the town constructed a small facility for public use. The main pool is about 20 by 20 feet - not a huge springs by any means, and last night, being a Friday in a small town, it was crowded with locals.

On the drive home it snowed a little bit at the pass but nothing too major. On the last stretch into Laramie the rain picked up again, and we unloaded the car in cold, hard rain.

This morning we woke up to six inches of the wettest, heaviest snow I've ever seen. Power was out until an hour ago, and tree limbs are down all over town. Heh. I love Wyoming.


Blogger Shannon said...

The tree branches are what make me gasp. I've never seen anything like it before. At Robert's apartment three cars got their windshields busted out from falling branches.

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