Day 7 was a long, 230 mile trip across New Mexico to Gallup. We arrived about 7pm and Shoshie and Yakov decided to take a walk through the desert area around the campgrounds.
First they came upon a prairie dog village. They watched the busy little creatures for awhile.
Then they wandered across a field until they came to a cow skull wired to a gate. They wisely turned back.
While walking down the road they heard a rattling sound and saw this fellow. I'm not sure if it was smart to stay long enough to take a picture but they did.
So what adventure is left to them in the West? PRM