These pictures are virtually all the evidence, save road signs, that I saw of humans along Route 287. I believe I missed one building, and I missed a train. These pictures were taken along a stretch of about 50 miles.
Many places were quite shabby.
Evidence of crop irrigation. There's relatively little rainfall here; when the snow melts, of course, it simply recharges the aquifers.
This looked to be a pretty vast place.
Windmills often run water pumps for the livestock.
This gas station is right as you enter Laramie, Wyoming. These small, privately owned and operated stations used to be quite common in the US, and they used to be able to fix cars at most stations. Now they're all closed down, and in most places, the buildings have been torn down. It's an unusual reminder of time gone past.
This is the last thing before we entered Laramie. It's doubtless got something to do with processing and shipping agricultural products, since there's a rail siding at the back of it, but I didn't notice a sign identifying it.
Here's hoping you all have a wonderful Memorial Day Weekend! I might see you here; it depends upon how the weekend goes!