And that’s why Rock Springs, Wyoming, a town of about 25,000 people in the southwest corner of the state, shows up so regularly in my pilot logbook. Whenever I’m ferrying a light GA airplane across the country, a fuel stop there is frequently warranted—and it’s often memorable because of the extreme weather. I’ve landed at Rock Springs (elevation: 6,388 feet) in the bitter cold and blowing snow when bringing an Aviat Husky from the factory in Afton, Wyoming, in winter.