If you’ve lived in Wyoming for any substantial amount of time, you’ve likely spent some of it traveling the state.
Sometimes treks feature an exciting destination — Yellowstone National Park, one of the state’s parks or perhaps just one of your favorite camping spots or hikes.
Other times the travel occurs so you may attend an event — a brew fest, rodeo or a child’s soccer game.
Much of the time, though, work duties force us to hit the road for a meeting, conference, etc.
June is the best time to schedule those treks. It’s before summer’s schedule has entered full swing and the entire state, it seems, has been brushed with a luscious green paint brush. The views in June cannot be beat.
As you make your way across, around and sometimes through the state, you’ve likely learned a few things.
First, you have probably firmly decided whether you enjoy such trips. They aren’t for everyone. They can stretch on for miles and miles, with seemingly no end in site. For some, those vast open plains and journeys over mountains offer reassurance. There are still swaths of open space with seemingly no trace of civilization. For others, those open spaces represent boredom.
I, for one, thoroughly enjoy the space and time road trips provide. Windshield time, I call it. If you’re traveling alone, it means hours of uninterrupted time to think. It means time to make plans. And those open spaces, to me, serve as inspiration.
You may have also discovered, along those roads, what kind of traveler you are. A sandwich and a cooler kind of road warrior, or perhaps the kind that enjoys the local fare in whatever town offers both fuel and food. This may change, of course, whether you are traveling alone or with company.
Maybe you’re a speedy traveler, pushing the speed limit without (of course) going over it. Or a cautious one who stops whenever the fuel gauge hits the halfway mark.
Traveling around the state may not teach you as much as traveling the world might. You will not discover as many new cultures or languages as you would globe trotting. But, if you let yourself, you could learn just how refreshing a road trip can be when the hills and sagebrush stretch in all directions.