THE DEVIL WENT DOWN TO WYOMING
We crossed the eastern border, set up camp, and sped out to Devil’s Tower as a gnarly weather system thundered towards us.
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.
For a few brief, luxurious moments we can live in a world that isn’t a runaway clown car of fear.
Before we jump too much deeper into our adventures, we should let everyone in on some things.
From Arkansas we shot straight north and landed in Eldora, Iowa, where Nate’s ol’ Army buddy Folkerts lives.