Lander is a wonderful small town at the confluence of Highways 287 and 789 kind of midway between Jackson and Casper Wyoming, a city Jackie has been wanting to see, but we were beat and decided to spend the night in Lander along the way, a really good choice.
This is the view from the rise in the highway leading into town. There is not much behind me, and the vast forbidding mountainous wilderness ahead. Not so long ago this was all there was for 50 miles in any direction and getting anywhere took courage and strength. Lucky for us there was a good Mexican restaurant in town, and no shortage of bars. The one below was also a micro-brewery to the left and the little wooden attached structure to the right was an ice cream stand. What more could you ask for.
Why there's someone ordering a scoop right now. Before we left town, we stopped in the Lander Art Center and saw the well seen paintings of someone who seemed to understand the emptiness that surrounds this place.
Loved the paintings, bought the poster, had some coffee and left town traveling east toward Casper. I know I didn't take enough pictures of Lander, but I guess when you are just passing through, its just what catches your eye, and I did walk through town and that's all I saw (on the sunny side of the street anyway).
As we left town, we passed through the suburbs...
and a few miles further down the road, a book seller who realizes that if you are going to make it out here, you have to diversify!!!
Don't even ask. I showed this photo to a friend who loved it and asked about the person running the shop. I felt badly that I had no idea. I was so thrilled with the photo, and we did need to move on, that I never even thought of checking it out. And I am a person who haunts used book stores.