The next morning at dawn, I walked straight up a mountain with the dogs to a view of more mountains, sage brush and willows. This rugged wilderness just seemed to go on forever and ever. We doubled back, abandoning our scenic route and rolled into Kemmerer, Wyoming, the fossil capital of the world and new age mining town with massive gas plants, where modern day prospectors scrape the earth in an effort to keep this country powered—computers on, cell phones charged and homes heated. There, we went into the Busy B café and met Frank, self-professed “Jack of All Trades and Master of None,” who told us about his life working construction, the gas plants and coal mines during the summer and cooking in Dalhart, Texas, a profession he ran into happenstance. We had some stiff coffee together and he gave us some recipes for a real gravy and chili.
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