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and signal everyone else it was clear.
         Mercy elected to stay in the RV with the children but Lacy, Sam and George picked their way to the entrance and we began packing.  There seemed to be an abundance of candy.  I found TV's, microwaves, coffee pots and fridges that plugged into a cigarette lighters.  My favorite was an oven, shaped like the old, black domed, lunch boxes.  You just put in an aluminum loaf pan, conveniently sold here for 3 for $2.99, add hot dogs or soup or whatever, plug it in and drive on down the road.  By the time you get really hungry it's ready to eat.  What a deal.  I got all six of them.  Go figure.
         We placed everything at the entrance so it could be easily and quickly loaded, checked out quite a few CB radios and a boatload of batteries.  I was feeling pretty good about the whole thing, well, except of the ankle biter in the parking lot.  That made me think of how extremely gross I was, so I looked around and found jeans and a tee shirt that read 'I'm excited to be here.'  I stole a bumper sticker for Duke because his new bus doesn't have any and his other one was covered with them.  His read 'I see dead pixels'.  I'd let him find it himself.
         Loading seemed to take forever but it was actually done pretty quickly.  We scooted across the interstate to investigate Cabela's.  There wasn't much left so we headed out of Billings and turned south.  We had several big towns to hit before we got to the east/west interstate in southern Wyoming and it was late in the day, so I figured we grab the first rest area we came to.  As it was we were nearly to Casper when we finally found one.  We were tired, hungry and dirty and no one more than me.  I was informed the hot water heater in Lacy's RV was working so I headed there as fast as I could for a shower with my jumbo bottle of spring fresh shampoo.
         The three RV's fixed the meals so since I was already in Lacy's place, I'd eat there.  Soon Mason came in and said all the outfits were fueled up and ready to leave in the morning.  I visited with everyone once before hitting the sack.  Howard was helping Bubba pick out the perfect spot while Flynn and Clint watched the girls run and play.  They had some stored up energy and I guess they'd been driving them nuts to get out.  They'd just gotten used to playing whenever they wanted and now they're restricted.  But it couldn't be helped.
        I dragged my tired self to the truck and the bunk waiting for me there.  The night had turned chilly but I wasn't worried about it.  I would lay in Masons arms, watch the stars move about above me and think only good thoughts, if it killed me.
     
     
     

                                                                      CHAPTER 4
     
         Have you ever been to Wyoming?   It put the 'rough' in rugged or maybe not, but anyway, it ain't for wimps.  The great plains of the Midwest meet the Rocky Mountains in Wyoming.  It's a great plateau broken up by a number of mountains ranges like the Black Hills in the northeast and the Medicine Bow in the southern portions.  Prairie grasses dominate the eastern third of the state in competition with shrubs, like sagebrush.   That's what the travel brochures said that Lacy picked up at the truck stop in Billings.  That's about all we saw too as we wove our way south on Interstate 25.  That and the walkers in Casper.
         You'd think in a state as sparsely populated as Wyoming there wouldn't be many walkers.  I mean you'd at least hope that was the case.  Nope.  And they weren't just any walkers either.  Cowboys and miners/prospectors and military walkers were not to be messed with, dead or alive.  They'd learned to move fast alive and they still moved fast.  They were still hungry too.  It was like a mob and we almost got stopped several times until we found a back way out of the place