We made it out of Wyoming without further drama and we're now parked for the night at the Sidney rest stop (Nebraska, not Australia). But before we left the state, we got a great deal on gas and took pity on the poor dinosaur and gave him a mask (they're a vulnerable population after all)
It's lovely here... Roberta is making pasta for dinner, the sun is setting and the trucks are settling down for the night. I'm about to open my second can of gin highball cocktail. Peace out– sleep well, all!