Living in the Moment: Casper, WY #MondayBlogs #Wyoming

If you’re new to my blog and want to know how this road trip began, click here for the first post.

We arrived in Evansville, WY, just outside Casper, in the evening, early enough to take a walk around and become oriented to our new “home” for the next few days. To our surprise and delight, we found a “rail trail” that would take us all the way into Casper. Following are some photos of the trail, overpass and tunnel.

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Downtown Casper was pretty interesting. Well, this was just plain weird:

The Dick Cheney Federal Building. Seriously.

Although my husband doesn’t like to have his photo shared on social media, it was his idea to pose:

The convention that made this trip possible. And my husband doing his best cowboy impression.

The Chamber of Commerce was one place we stopped to pick up maps and to gawk at this “water feature”:

Since the trail is about 2.9 miles one way, the next day we elected to walk into town, assuming we could find a bus back to Evansville. (Spoiler alert: we assumed wrong and wound up walking all the way back. Over 20,000 steps went on my Fitbit that day.)

We spent some time at the convention and then went searching for Hell’s Half Acre, a 320-acre geologic wonder of ravines and rock formations. We had seen pictures. We were prepared to be awed. It was only a 40-mile drive from Casper. We had snacks and water with us. And long underwear.

Hell’s Half Acre wasn’t hard to find. As we approached, to our left stood tall chain-linked and barbed wire fencing. Yup, the geologic wonder was not just closed but sealed off.

I should have taken out my iPhone and started snapping the fences that obstructed our view, but I was too upset. And my husband … more so. We had researched Hell’s Half Acre. We already knew the original diner and motel were no longer there. We already knew there would be no amenities. An aerial view on Google maps suggested that we should be able to view the rock formations and ravines. All we had wanted to do was park and film.

My husband found an opening in the fencing and decided to investigate, see if it would be worth dragging his gear through. I sat on a splintery post and wondered if we would be both charged with trepassing, or just Greg. I mean, there were no “No Trespassing Signs” to be seen. And we had come all the way from Florida so we could put the “duh” into Flori-duh if needed.

Greg came back, still angry but now resigned (to my relief) to the fact that the county meant to keep people out. There was nothing to be done but find the nearest supermarket, buy some wine, and drown our disappointment.

Since he failed to achieve the Holy Grail of a time lapse of the Milky Way over Hell’s Half Acre, the next day Greg decided that we would drive up to a scenic outlook on Casper Mountain Road. There he would film a time lapse of Casper as the sun set and city lights came on. Following are my humble iPhone photos and video.

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Next week: the eclipse! Let’s hope I can show you more than just my humble iPhone renditions. (I keep telling my husband, the photos don’t have to be perfect … ).


23 thoughts on “Living in the Moment: Casper, WY #MondayBlogs #Wyoming

  1. Love your photos and videos, Marie. That water feature is um unusual as you said. Your husband is a good sport! How disappointing though about the lack of access to the area you’d come to see. 😦

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    1. Thanks, Linda! Yeah, missing out on Hell’s Half Acre was rough. We did a lot of searching on the internet afterward, trying to understand why the county couldn’t have treated it like a scenic overlook, which is what we thought it would be. No clue. Seems like it had to have been more expensive to put up all that fencing than a standard guardrail.


  2. I love how your husband is posing. In true introvert style! Of course, I don’t know whether he’s an introvert or not, but many of us are not fans of the camera. 😁


    1. Yup, he’s an introvert! He actually doesn’t mind having his picture taken (as long as it’s his idea), but he doesn’t want me to plaster my blog with a full face photo of him, which he knows I would if I could 🙂 Now, I’m an introvert too and I don’t like having my picture taken … ever … 😉

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  3. Thanks for sharing the photos and video, Marie. A shame about Hell’s Half Acre. I grew up exploring so much of the open country that I’m a bit biased against gubmint-related closures (be they local or federal). I understand the desire to keep out the bad apples, but it’s a shame that people who should really be able to appreciate the land are unable to do so.


    1. Hey, Phillip! We were so disappointed about Hell’s Half Acre. All we could find about the issue was a local news article printed a few years ago. The land belongs to Natrona County and the county commission was advised to turn the site into an archeological interpretative center or sell it to the state or feds. Apparently, none of that happened and I really don’t understand why. I suspect there might be some private interests that might not want the area turned into a public park. That was one thing about Wyoming that bothered me: lots of wide, open space but nowhere to enjoy the view. All the land is fenced off by private landowners. For Greg to do any photography, he had to settle for the one scenic outlook. We tried driving around, thinking if there were no “No Trepassing” signs, we’d be okay. But it was too risky. We heard that some of these private landowners tend to greet strangers with a shotgun.

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      1. Yikes. Sounds like the other side of the same coin. I was definitely lucky to have nearly unfettered access to the public lands around the deserts of Southern California and Arizona, but they have grown more restrictive over time.


  4. Oh wow, how annoying!!! I had to really laugh at the duh in Floriduh though. Everybody has their own pet names for their home states or the people who live in them, I think. I hadn’t heard that one ;). I hear you on the value of paper maps. The highway between the airport and my mom’s surgery was completely closed out in the middle of nowhere, and GPS did not help us. We had to find a Walmart and buy a paper atlas. SO LUCKY they sold one there!
    On another note, only slightly related, this morning I had to bring Sloopy Anne in for her dental (she has really funky gums) and she led me on a chase for 35 minutes! I put 2,500 steps on my fitbit before 8AM :).

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    1. Oh that’s so funny chasing your cat. We often have to do that. Even if I just want to comb them (flea check), they’ll try to hide from me.


    2. About paper maps vs GPS: another part of our trip that I enjoyed was when we pulled out the paper maps to plan the next leg of our trip. I’d also use an app, but the paper maps literally give you a big picture that you can’t get with an app.


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