The sky had been pretty darned clear, extending from horizon to horizon as is common in the west, then, as we were arriving at Fort Laramie, the historic fort not the town, the clouds appeared overhead. So we toured the parade ground and open buildings under dramatic swirling greys, catching a few drops as we scurried for the car after checking out “Bedlam,” the boarding house (if I recall correctly) that is the oldest standing historic structure in Wyoming.
This ruin may also have merited the moniker Bedlam, but is properly called the administration building….