Let’s see… I spent most of Sunday puttering around Burlington, taking pictures of headstones and the like. Here’s the old iron works plant where my grandfather worked as a boiler maker.
And on top of that, I got hit by a pronghorn. Fortunately, that encounter was at least damage-free. He just grazed my back left fender. But MAN are Chupathingy (my car) and I tired of random car damage!
Tomorrow: YELLOWSTONE, PART TROIS.