DERAILED IN DURANGO
From Pueblo we pulled the caboose to Durango where we rendezvoused with Nate’s infamous Great Uncle Skipper.
From Pueblo we pulled the caboose to Durango where we rendezvoused with Nate’s infamous Great Uncle Skipper.
We crossed the eastern border, set up camp, and sped out to Devil’s Tower as a gnarly weather system thundered towards us.
From the cornfields and old farms of Iowa we shot northwest into South Dakota.