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Very, very nice. Bleak as hell. Signs of human habitation, but no humans. Desaturated color. Love it. Reply
Trying to figure out where the heck this could be. Somewhere in the San Juans? Great shot, regardless. The desolation is palpable. Reply
There is a sense of urgency to this image for me – the time to cross the passes is limited. That closed in feeling is approaching now… Reply
Very, very nice. Bleak as hell. Signs of human habitation, but no humans. Desaturated color. Love it.
Trying to figure out where the heck this could be. Somewhere in the San Juans?
Great shot, regardless. The desolation is palpable.
Some nameless road in eastern Oregon, with me headed toward Idaho, as I recall.
There is a sense of urgency to this image for me – the time to cross the passes is limited. That closed in feeling is approaching now…
Wow. Just plain WOW.
this. is. gorgeous. everything about it.