Sunday, July 25, 2010

Tomorrow: Buffalo, Wyoming

With Bleu Staters pissing from their jets above, and Red Staters unashamedly driving along in their pickups , this hinterland is fuckin' amazin. Doomed as all hell, but amazin'
Later, komrads.
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Tecumseh said...

So how do you connect to the internets back in the hinterlands? They have 24K modems out there?

The views are gorgeous, indeed. But how do you eat out there? Any restaurants or something in the middle of nowhere?

7/25/2010 9:45 AM
Arelcao Akleos said...

Wifi connects the world, Tecumseh, and the apple-rhubarb pie they dish out in these parts is better than all the foie gras in the 'verse. Food is lots of mom&pop diners [good] and chain restaurants [the usual run from mediocre to dreck].
The hinterland ain't desolate of eats, although I'm carefully avoiding the panhandles of oklahoma and tejas just in case.

7/25/2010 10:05 AM
Tecumseh said...

How about gas? You have a big enough tank (and enough horsepower) to see you through on those vast plains, and majestic mountains?

7/25/2010 10:35 AM
Arelcao Akleos said...

The longest stretch I've ever met without a gas station [in eastern Montana, after leaving Miles City on the way to Billings] is roughly 50 miles. As long as you don't play empty-tank daredevil you're ok.
Now, the blown tires and dead deer [or other vamoosed varmint] that litter the bends on those mountain passes... not so much fun.

7/25/2010 10:43 AM
Mr roT said...

Yeah, but Buffalo, Wyoming has a lame love parade.

7/25/2010 12:18 PM

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