I don’t think Laramie has changed much through the years. It still has an old time feel to it.
I spent the day, yesterday, walking around town, waiting for the big storm to arrive. It did snow from time to time, but the bad weather was further east and in Denver. I checked road conditions via WYDOT’s website (thanks for the tip Dean) and roads were closed most of the day due to weather or accidents. Finally, last night, it arrived…
I was happy to spend the day in Laramie – like I said, it seams like a neat town. There are lots of shops, bars, and cafes, to choose from. I was chatting with a couple young guys at Altitude Chophouse & Brewery and they both moved here from Nebraska. One relocated only a few weeks ago. He also liked the energy of the place and said there was a strong art community here. He did metal work and showed me pictures of several custom motorcycles he built – not bad stuff, I thought.
But I could see the I-80 from places I was walking. And like a cowboy pining for the open range, or a sailor missing the sea, I had a longing to be riding down that road again. Guess that makes me a biker.