On March, my beloved 844 came through town then back through town. I got a blowby in Rock Springs and got it blowing steam when it left Green River on the way back a few days later. Yes, it was worth standing in the freezing rain to do it.
It was a brutal winter with record snowfalls. Schools closed for the first time in over 20 years. Every time we’d get close to finding the road, we would get dumped on again. The dog loved it.