With plenty of miles to go before the next Super 8 on our itinerary, we were back on the road in a moment or two, passing through the vast sugar beet fields of Worland on our way to Thermopolis, Wyoming, home to Hot Springs State Park. As we roamed the town that evening, the stench of sulfur heavy in the air, we used the handy on-line LFL map to find another library, just down the road from Thermopolis Middle School. Featuring unusual double-door architecture and sporting a coat of bright blue paint, this library is accompanied by inviting landscaping with pavers and an attractive cement bench, accented with some towering sunflowers and a cute honey bee flag. I looked inside, encountered a Clive Cussler, a Ralph Compton and a couple of James Lee Burkes, but decided on Marilynne Robinson’s Pulitzer winning novel Gilead. As the neighbor kids were riding their bikes in the diminishing light, I left behind A Supremely Bad Idea, a singularly insane travelogue by birding nut Luke Dempsey.
After a long day of adventures, we slowly wandered back to our motel room. Having completed our brief initial sampling of the Little Free Libraries of the American West, we slept well, with many miles ahead of us and countless libraries still out there.
photos by the author and his traveling companion