In case you were wondering, this is where the West begins. Step off the pavement and into another realm. Don’t anticipate stepping back onto pavement willingly again.
A full-length leap into the day.
… a livestock ramp with Castleton Tower on the horizon.
each spring in my trips west I park behind this single-wide by a derelict gas station to camp overnight in equally derelict Table Rock, Wyoming … and each year, more graffiti greets me when I arrive …
… to beat the storm to the Border Inn … where a beer awaits me.
… in Badlands National Park in South Dakota.
… past a hovel along the Wilkins-Montello Road in northeastern Nevada.
… it rains in the desert in western Utah.
… at 8,000 feet in the Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area in Wyoming.
… and in the distance, Great Basin National Park.
… along Route 50 west of Ely, Nevada.
… I stood atop Devil’s Tower.
… and I’ll move right in … in Cisco, Utah.
… this dry lake bed wasn’t quite dry.