noon
`` You ai n't reckonin ' I wanted to crawfish ? I 'll go . We 'll pack light , hit the trail at night , an ' hide up in the daytime . '' Neale had arrived in North Platte before noon , and before sunset he and King were far out on the swelling slopes of plainland , riding toward the west . Traveling by night , camping by day , they soon left behind them the monotonous plains of Nebraska . The Sioux had been active for two summers along the southern trails of Wyoming . The Texan 's long training on the ranges stood them in good stead here .