Today we were heading out on a week long camping trip to Yellowstone, Cody, etc. Traffic was generally light on US-89 heading north thru rural Wyoming. Occasionally there would be a small grouping of vehicles bunched behind an RV or farm truck, waiting for an opportunity to pass.
We were on a straight stretch of 2-lane road and the sky was darkening with the threat of a rainshower. Coming toward us about a 1/4 mile away was one of those groups of about 6 vehicles. The one in the lead was a pickup truck towing a travel trailer. None of the vehicles had their lights on, so it was difficult to separate them visually from the road and fields. As they got within about an eighth of a mile, a dull brown sedan in the middle of the pack pulled into my lane, trying to pass the vehicle in front and there's no way he was going to make it before I closed on him. On my right there was no shoulder, a shallow ditch and then a fenced field. I cut my throttle and applied the brakes lightly, thinking I would exit right, but by then the group of cars was passing me and fortunately the brown car found an opening and got back in his lane just as we passed.
I guess I should have been expecting someone to do something stupid and be prepared for it. But, I have to admit that two hours into an idyllic ride, I had become a little more complacent than I should have. We lucked out pure and simple.
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