How Many Women Does It Take To Change A TIre?

One Saturday morning Joe and I picked up Jeannette to head to Trina's home north of Casper. Jim wasn't able to go as he wasn't feeling well and was left at home. Jeannette had never been up in the area where Trina lives and we were going check out the Hole-In-The-Wall. (That's where Butch Cassidy used to hid out from the law). So, off we headed with Jeannette and her camera in the front seat.

Some of the spectacular scenery...

We were having a wonderful time laughing and enjoying ourselves when all of the sudden Trina spoke those dreaded words...."I think we have a flat tire" and we did. So, we all jumped out, scrambled to find the instruction manual to locate the spare time and figure out how to change the flat tire. Even Joe helped - him and his oxygen tank - he "supervised".

These pictures show what a desolate location we were in with the flat tire. See all the traffic that was around to help us? This is what it looked north, south, east and west...

By the time the tire was changed, two of us were hot and sweaty and it wasn't the too standing watching Trina.

We never made it to the Hole-In-The-Wall. Too afraid we might have another flat tire and no spare. So, that'll be for another day.

A Remembrance of Georgia

This gardenia bush is what my best friend in Wyoming, Trina, gave me for my birthday present. She knew how much I miss my gardenia bushes.