Outside he showed me two things. We had finished eating breakfast at the local gas station, the only place to eat in town.
Every vehicle was a pickup.
Most had a rifle mounted in the back window.
We are in cattle country, surrounded by huge ranches.
"Wait until you reach western Nebraska. Towns are far and few in between," the rancher warned. I am thinking that things are already spread out.
Today will be a big day, regardless. We can go 60 miles to a town with no services or we can go 91 to a town with more. We'll see how the winds are blowing.
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