Cody and Red Lodge

After Yellowstone, we stayed in Cody, Wyoming for a night to get cleaned up. Cody is all about rodeo. After some much-needed showers, we wandered the streets for a while, ducking into saddle, boot, and, of course, dress shops before finding a stocked bookstore and trading away all our old reads for some new novels.

The next morning, we made our way to Red Lodge, Montana for a visit with one of Zac's old friends, Ryan. She took us on an incredible drive over Beartooth Pass to Cooke City for an ice cream cone and then back over to Red Lodge's local brewery. This girl knows how we like to operate.

We dined al fresco that night in Ryan's backyard with her dog, Twitch, and a bottle of wine I did my best to finish. Ryan's neighbors have about eighteen dogs and a rapidly-escalating feud, but we couldn't have asked for a more pleasant evening. Later, we pulled up a patch of floor to lay our sleeping bags for the night and in the morning hit the road again.