← All Days Day 19 Friday, June 12, 2026

Another Day in Wyoming

📍 Bessemer Bend to Casper, WY

Red Butte / Bessemer Bend

First stop: one of the places where settlers forded the Platte River for the last time. Looking east, we could see the red butte it’s named for.

Red Butte on the horizon
Bessemer Bend at the Platte River crossing

After this point, the emigrants would never be out of sight of mountains — beautiful landscapes and forbidding. These mountains were higher than any they had seen before.

Bessemer’s founders went on to hold positions of distinction in the petroleum industry, government, and ranching. The town was named after Sir Henry Bessemer — the man who created the process that rendered steel from pig iron.

Landscape at Bessemer Bend
The Platte River valley
Looking west from Bessemer Bend

An Unexpected Encounter: The Pony Express Reenactment

We headed off down County Road 308/Bessemer Bend Road to 319 to Oregon Trail Road, looking for a sign marking the swales where wagon wheels had worn into the earth. What we found was far more interesting.

At the T in the road we encountered two women on horseback. They were walking the horses along the road to get them used to the surface — they were about to take part in a reenactment of the first Pony Express rider. This reenactment travels east to west this year (it alternates directions annually). The date doesn’t match the original run; instead it’s timed around the full moon so riders can travel at night with natural light and less traffic.

Two Pony Express reenactment riders heading out on their leg of the relay

The video IMG_6115.MOV captured the riders explaining the relay — check the National Pony Express Association for real-time tracking and the full story.

We also got a tip from the riders: we didn’t have to retrace the 5–7 miles of gravel road we’d just driven. On the shortcut route we spotted some pronghorn (antelope?). Our new acquaintances told us it was calving season — the dense brush was likely hiding the newborns.

Pronghorn in the brush along the shortcut road
More pronghorn grazing near the road

Poison Spider School

Driving the back way into Casper, we passed this school. A bit blurry, but the name says it all.

Poison Spider Elementary School sign


Crude Oil Country

We saw quite a few of these along the drive — crude oil holding tanks. Keith noted they feed into the pipeline and get distributed south to Texas and refineries. Bright yellow poles with red stripes marked the pipeline’s path across the fields.

Crude oil holding tanks on the Wyoming plain


A Random Historical Marker

We’re getting pretty good at spotting these. Keith saw this one and made the turn.

Historical marker along the road
The marker up close

Casper, Wyoming

The city of Casper has a lot of huge bronze statues.

Large bronze statue in downtown Casper
Another bronze statue in Casper

A little contribution to the local economy was made here — thanks, Sharri!

Shopping in Casper
More Casper finds

Down the street we spotted this lovely mural painted on the side of an electrical box.

Street mural on an electrical box
Mural detail

Lou Taubert Ranch Outfitters

Next stop: a massive western wear store downtown.

Lou Taubert Ranch Outfitters — a Casper institution

We didn’t buy any boots, but you could find the right pair here — men, women, children. No Shelley, I did not buy Sloane a pair. (But I did want to!)

Walls of western boots at Lou Taubert's
More boots on display
Children's boots section

Backwards Distillery

After all that shopping, we were thirsty. We stopped for a non-alcoholic beverage at Backwards Distillery — I was particularly interested in the gin, so I tried a couple. And bought a couple. 😁

Doug and I got the Wagon Band. Very good!

Backwards Distillery interior
The Wagon Band cocktail
Bottles at Backwards Distillery

Dinner: Wyoming Ale Works

Keith had a bison burger. I had duck gumbo. When in Wyoming….

Wyoming Ale Works — dinner


“At the end of the day may your boots be dirty, your hair messy, and your eyes sparkly.”

— seen on a card at Lou Taubert’s