Day 37 Prairie Dog Park

Left Cheyanne early to get the 6+ hour drive to Prairie Dog State Park done. We were soon driving in Nebraska where a herd of Alpacas were up against the highway welcoming us. After that, anything interesting was few and far between. Temps quickly rose from a very chilly Wyoming morning to the mid 80’s in very flat, green Nebraska. Nebraska’s state line signs says they are “the home of Arbor Day” because they were the first state to celebrate Arbor Day by planting trees. Thank God or there’d be nothing to break up the consistently monotonous view. The state is aware of its lack of appeal since it always places number 50 on national tourism rankings so in 2018, they came up with a new slogan, “Honestly, it’s not for everyone.” True. True. Finally made it to Prairie Dog, a well maintained, peaceful park, a little camping gem out in the middle of nowhere. There is an abundance of white fluffy seed puffs floating everywhere from the Cottonwoods in the area.  They are piling up along the road like snow drifts. First time we have had to turn the A/C on in weeks but, Toto, we ARE in Kansas and it’s warm. Tomorrow Dodge City!