Off to the Rodeo!

Best laid plans sometimes have to change. ESPECIALLY when you stop for lunch in Wyoming and the bartender tells you there's a rodeo that night in Cody. 

Wyoming was even more vast and desolate than South Dakota, which we didn't think was possible. I foolishly didn't take many photos because I was busy sewing patches I've collected onto my bag:

We'll see what this thing looks like in August!

When Rachael and I stopped for lunch at pretty much the only sign of civilization and the bartender told us about the Buffalo Bill Stampede Rodeo in Cody, we were all in. We changed our reservations in Yellowstone and booked a camp site in Cody. Cody is just outside Yellowstone. To get there we had to drive through the big horn mountains which was really windy and scary! But incredibly beautiful:

We got to Cody and set up our new tent! We lost the old one to a broken pole in the Badlands but the new one is pretty great.

Then we set off for the rodeo! It was so interesting to see all of the events. My favorite was definitely the barrel racing or the bull riding. It was so nice to be in the grandstand, drinking a cold beer, watching the rodeo while lightning struck in the distance.