Mother nature and modern history
On our last full day in Laramie, we rented Nordic skis and hit the road for nearby Vedauwoo, which we knew to pronounce vee-duh-voo (not woo) thanks to our new friends from the night before. Since there was little traffic, it only took about 19 minutes to drive the 19 miles southeast to this recreational area famous for its cool rock formations rising above a sea of pine trees. The giant hoodoos—revered by Native Americans and rock climbers alike—looked straight out of Bedrock. But instead of seeing Fred Flintstone, we just saw other skiers and snowshoers out admiring Mother Nature’s handiwork.
“It tastes like we just traveled back in time,” Angela commented later that night at Cavalryman Steakhouse. We’d already finished our table’s basket of Wyoming soda bread—made from an early settler’s original recipe—and were halfway through our Karro Kampos pies—served exactly as they would have been to Laramie’s sheepherders in the early 1900s.
“It sure does,” I agreed, looking up at the old sepia-toned photos on the walls around us. They were a great reminder of what Laramie looked like before it was home to a university, bike shops that rented fat bikes, and five local breweries.
Unlike some places that have become more congested over time, contemporary Laramie didn’t feel crowded. For us, a Colorado couple who loves playing outside in the winter, it was practically paradise.
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