After two weeks of finding my #CalloftheWY while working with the Wyoming Office of Tourism, I headed into my last and final week and to be honest, I didn’t even know what to expect at this point. This trip had already been a dream and for me and I was convinced that there was no way for it to get better. I was wrong. The first two weeks had me dancing in the Wind River Range, but now it was time to head to the deserts of Wyoming only a few hours away. The shift in landscapes was quickly apparent and drastic. I had transitioned from the mountains to a rugged and uniquely beautiful desert-scapes with hoodoos that looked like they belonged in the southwest U.S., not Wyoming.