Around 1968 we traveled from Akron, Ohio, to Los Angeles (the scenic route) and one of our lunch stops was somewhere in Wyoming. The wild, wild west is about how it is out that way with hundreds of miles of nothing. The car was running fine other than the gas gauge breaking and running us out of gas in some ghost town a day or two after this photo was taken.
Our snazzy little camper had a place to fix food in the back. Food tastes so much better when you are traveling and camping. I don't know why, but it does.
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