While we were getting ready to leave the house, a fox showed up in the driveway, the closest any wildlife other than chipmunks had come all week. Then as we left Estes Park around eleven, there was a herd of elk along the side of the highway, some of them wandering across the road in confusion. We assumed that they were driven down the mountain into town by the wildfires. It was a cold morning, and there was some light rain, which must have helped the effort to contain the fire.
When we stopped in Laramie for another visit to the Wyoming Territorial Museum, it was cold, and we were caught in a chilly shower. We later learned that it had snowed overnight in Laramie. We, of course, were wearing shorts, and shivering in them. This time we visited the Frontier Town, which includes cowboy reenactments, a saloon show, and a stagecoach ride. We enjoyed it, but it might have been better had we not been so cold and wet.
We spent the rest of the day driving across Wyoming, and we're staying tonight in Rock Springs. No one was hungry, so David and I took the van into "town" for some light snacks from the local Kum and Go market. I'm sorry to say the six of us feasted on crackers and spray-on cheese, quite a comedown from last night's gourmet meal. But we made it a short night so that we can get an early start (on a long day) tomorrow morning.