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I found the Black Forest mine at
8700' on my first day in Nevada. That's the Jeep off in the distance, quite
a way back up the hill.
Given how I live at sea level in moderate
San Francisco, jogging back up the ravine in the sub-zero
temperature turned out to be a bad move. Jeeze, I was about to cough
up a lung.
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Hey, the Pony Express Trail. This was both cool and a non-event, all in one.
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I had never seen a "Beware of Lambchop" sign before crossing over Robinson
Pass, Nevada.
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The Jeep is looking a bit dirty here at Antelope Summit, Nevada.
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I found it difficult to photograph a passing snowstorm at sunset. You can
see the storm retreating on the left side of the frame.
This is US-50 as it crosses Newark Valley, well east of Ely, Nevada.
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The same passing storm. Feh.
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My two-bit hotel in Ely, Nevada. OK, enough with the snow already.
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A snowplow blows by at 70 miles per hour.
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At this early hour, the snow is too dry to stick to anything, never mind the road.
The snow plow is really just rescattering the snow dust back onto the road.
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Approaching Utah, "Land Of Food On Road".
That's Wheeler Peak, Great Basin National Park, off behind the clouds.
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Yes! Utah!
The roadside food notion is even reinforced by the beehives on highway
signs. (Beehive sign not shown here. Do not taunt Utahns
about the Beehive. They dig the hive.)
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My hike up to Lexington Arch. No human footprints to
be found. Next time: Think Snowshoes.
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Still hiking up to Lexington Arch.
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On the way back from Lexington Arch, my footprints were already being
covered over.
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Ahh, finally out of the snow shadow of Granite Peak near Lexington Arch.
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Mmm. Beef on a Utah road shoulder.
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More Utah roadside supermarket.
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A Basque rancher mushes some steaks off the road so I can drive by.
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Proto-food.
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A gaggle of turkeys in Zion.
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The Zion turkeys make their escape. Edible roadside wildlife is also recurring
theme in Utah.
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Deer at sunset, east of Zion. Hey, deer are food, aren't they?
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Quiet, cold, and getting dark.
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More snow, this time at my two-bit hotel in Panguitch, Utah.
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More turkeys. These eight birds are in Escalante National Monument.
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These birds were quite unconcerned, despite their obvious food status.
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A summit with no name in Escalante National Monument.
I'm about to drive into a good thick storm. It looks like
a white-out just down the road on the left site of the frame.
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Yes, it was a white-out. I just stopped and waited it out.
The headlights are on, by the way. Not that you can tell through all of the
fog and snow.
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This image of Delicate Arch is, well, just obscene.
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