Colorado, Wyoming, Utah, Idaho!
That's fourteen hours driving, just shy of 900 miles covered.
After Colorado (which was, it seemed, mostly made up of Denver and its suburbs), Wyoming started out like this:
That endless landscape soon gave way to the bluffs and buttes of the desert.
Eastern Utah pushed it just a little too hard with the whole desert thing. Then came Bear Lake (it's that bit of blue in the background on the right):
The contrast was stark: east of Bear Lake was the hard, pale-hued stone and sand of the desert. The landscape west of Bear Lake displayed much of the same underlying geology, with sharp-cliffed buttes and heavily weathered rock, but cloaked in green vegetation.
Utah continued to redeem itself with stuff like this, taken just before I drove through the gorgeous gorges of Logan Canyon:
And Idaho? In a word: sprinklers!
Apologies for the sparse account, but after 14 hours watching the road roll under the hood I'm a bit fashed.
And, doing the old picture-to-word conversion, you've got 5,000 words to look at.
Tomorrow I will be in Astoria, Oregon and, most likely, will be back on the trike on Tuesday, headed south.
