I saw some local wildlife! Outside a travel store in Sinclair, Wyoming, I saw a chipmunk. Not the singing variety, though. And at a rest area somewhere west of Wamsutter, I saw a prairie dog (not the dramatic variety).
So then I entered Utah and it was all SCARY ONE-LANE CONSTRUCTION ZONES ON SLOPEY CANYON ROADS all the way to Ogden! Did I say canyon? I meant GORGE! With HUGE rocky cliff faces rising high into the sky and bearing down on us from both sides, as I struggled to maintain the proper speed and remember all the lyrics on the CD I was singing along with while wedged in between two big rigs! Whew but I'm here now, at a Motel 6 that obviously used to be a Red Roof Inn. This room is nice (except for the faint remaining whiff of mildew from the A/C).
Tomorrow: Baker City, OR, and the Pacific time zone at last!