September 13, 2011
Meandered West
After three weeks in Colorado backpacking with my brother and taking part in the Goruck Ascent, I picked Dan up in Fort Collins. Stopping at Safeway to fill the cooler with food for four days and topping of the gas and water tanks at a Cheveron, we headed west. Driving with little urgency, we stayed off I-80 and made our way a few hundred miles per day.
Remnants of a forest fire. Bumfuck, Nevada.
Eureka, Utah.
A normal fault in Nevada.
Fishing in Colorado.
Teepees in Nevada.
Sunset off of US-50.
Breakfast.
Burning daylight.
At $5, this Magna will be a prime hill bomber and ornament for my Safari rack. Yours truly in Eureka, Utah.
In search of 3g service, we cruised up dirt roads to the top of hills.
Those are the mountains above Salt Lake City in the background.
This horse did not.
Target practice.
Plotting our trip by attractive sections of BLM and National Forests, we marched through Colorado, Utah and Nevada. In the evenings, we pulled off on dirt roads and drove up into the hills in search of a level section with a view to park the Syncro. Always in keen for a river to fish in or a mountain to hike, we stopped frequently and often backtracked. In short, we meandered west.
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Beautiful Foster
Wonderful atmosphere, keep us on dreaming Foster !
dude, these are incredible. thanks for taking us along.
thanks guys. This section is america is mind blowing. if you ever get a chance check it out. FUck i80, bline it to us-50.
foster
love it. so true!
Haunting images, Foster. And I mean that affectionately. Such a vast loneliness of our Western landscape. Those storm clouds are beautiful.
amatourist.
the west is a wild place. its empty and expansive. I guess thats why people are drawn to it.
Angie,
whats true?
foster
enjoying all the photos, from instagram to the 5d. wanderlust in full effect.
thanks tom. I have always had wanderlust, answering it has been one of the best decision i have ever made.
foster
Love, love, love the new homepage header image (nothing against the old shoe
I think I lost my wanderlust but my lust is always wandering. Great looking stuff, Foster.
Mate some of these photos will sit nicely in frames in the family room! How are you coping with the vastness of country? So much space on these highways.
Poor horse.
This is so inspiring. I’ve been itching to just get up and go and explore the west like you are. Reading about your trip gives me the kick in the butt to stop daydreaming and hit the road!
John,
I guess lust is a constant.
Rohan,
I grew up in pretty vast places and really missed them when i was in new york. they are comforting and humbling.
Lindsey,
thanks for the kind words. You wont regret hitting the road.
foster