The White Knights of Wyoming: Stories of the Road Episode II

Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny, with the promise of temperatures in the 70's and clear skies for that day's travel. We started our morning just East of the Continental Divide.

The drive progressed pleasantly enough, with little traffic and great conversation as well as sweeping views to either side. Eventually we started downhill having just passed the highest elevation on I-80.

We pulled into a gas station in Point of Rocks, Wyoming for a bit of a pit-stop and some supplies for the road. (Mostly those containing large amounts of caffeine). I was sitting in sun, in the car, waiting for my mother to come out of the store, when I decided to make a couple of purchases of my own. Leaning over to roll up her window and lock the passenger door, I remember consciously thinking that I needed to grab the car keys out of the ignition before exiting the car. Of course, as soon as the thought was registered, I promptly forgot it. Opened my door, flipped the lock and shut it. On the instant that the door latched, I realized the keys were still hanging in the ignition. And everything is locked tight. No problem, I think, I have AAA. One call and I'll be on the road within the hour. And then I realize that my cell phone is locked in the car with the keys.

Within seconds, my car is surrounded by well meaning citizens of Wyoming. In less than 10 minutes they had my car unlocked, without any damage and we were again on our way. Of course after gaining entry it was pointed out that I really didn't need to lock the car. I was in Wyoming.