Wild On Wyoming’s Best Roads



Twenty-seven thousand miles of paved and gravel roads. Three hundred seventy-four stoplights. These are Wyoming’s road stats. I try to do the math as my plane flies over the vast countryside. That’s like, well, a whole lot of roads without a lot of stoplights. Pressing my nose to the turboprop’s window, I can, in fact, see them. Roads curlicuing over mountains, arrowing through plains, whoop-de-doing through rolling fields. Arriving from canary-cab-packed Manhattan, all I can think of is all that country and no traffic. Continue reading…