i stepped into wyoming.
it was a fitting end to my time in nebrainska
a continuous crash and roar of thunder shook the hills
while bolts of lightning flew about willy nilly.
thick trunks of electricity were hammering the ground all around.
gale force gusts of wind knocked me about in the torrents of freezing cold rain.
only an idiot would have been out there….
or someone who just did not give a dam any more.
someone sick of being rained on every single day.
i am out of nebraska!
by the way.
a mile into wyoming the sun was shining and not a cloud in front of us…
i kid you not.
full report to follow