Entering Nebraska... |
Mr. Hawk and a rafter of turkeys welcomed me to Nebraska... |
McCook, Nebraska... |
Entering the great state of Wyoming... |
At this point, where Highway 26 meets I-25, I could see the faint glow of Cheyenne 50 miles to the south against the dark horizon. I turned to the north on I-25 and rode on in to Casper, Wyoming. |