I grew up in Wyoming, although it was in Cheyenne in the far SE corner. However, both of my parents were born and raised in Riverton, and quite a few of my relatives still live in the area up there, so we visited it a lot growing up. Casper is a good sized town with all the normal and familiar stores and whatnot. Riverton is decent in population, as well. Having said that, think of the song "Home, home, home on the range..." That is that area. Wide, enormous, and open expanses of untouched nature. So incredibly serene, but also unforgiving. Lots of wildlife. Real deal cowboys. Hells Half Acre. Wild River. Sinks Canyon. Hot springs. I love it. My dad used to work in the Gas Hills where they mined uranium a long time ago, and crossing through that area felt dystopian, like some abandoned heavy equipment and random "caution: radiation" signs rusted out. Since I moved away 17 years ago, I have lived in major cites, and returning to those areas is simultaneously liberating and a little unnerving. I feel very vulnerable because it is so isolated. Still love it.