After traveling lots of hours in the car, we arrived at a campsite in Wyoming (only to be disclosed on my patreon). Husband found this location hoping there would be a spot, which there was but only by luck, lots of the nearby sites were full and we got in late maybe 7 or 8 pm. I'd requested all our camping spots be near water and this one might have been the best one we found. Our campsite literally backed up to a short path to this stream, and we got there just in time for an evening la croix directly on the river. The water was moving pretty fast and there were a lot of rocks so we didn't really swim in it, but just the sensation of our feet in the water was energizing and cleansing. The girls had fun setting up the site with their dad and our poor dog Iris didn't have her longer leash so she was sort of stuck at the table. She's a great camping dog, but she does not like other dogs (except for our other pup who stayed in Phoenix with fam), anyway we had to keep her tied up pretty securely on this portion of the trip because so many other campers had their dogs with them, and lots of those were off their leash just free roaming. We're working on training her, but pit bulls do have a tendency to be aggressive towards other dogs (not towards people though that's heavily rumored). So while she's a great listener, her instincts are to protect herself from other dogs. She's a rescue who we adopted at about 2 years old, so we don't know what kind of life she had before and it's part of knowing her breed and knowing what to expect with this breed. Anyway, she didn't mind being tied up too much and loved sleeping in the Jeep with the girls. This area does have bears, so I was more comfortable with them sleeping in the car than a tent alone. We were only here for one night, but I wanted to share it because it was the perfect spot to stop in between Montana and Colorado which is where we went next!
still sunny and bright at 8pm at night.
these girls always impress me with their ability to entertain themselves in the middle of no where and their desire to help while camping.
V. rocking daddy's dirty camping hat.
Iris, a.k.a. the Mush.
Jeep bed.
Husband needed a rinse so dunked in the icey cold water.
I'm not a cold shower type but to each their own.
Mush, ready for our drive to Colorado.
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