Metaphor...
the Tree of Utah, a sculture found in the middle of the Bonneville Salt flats West of Salt Lake. Taken on my first trip, this was a nice distraction from the flatness of the, er, flats.
the Tree of Utah, a sculture found in the middle of the Bonneville Salt flats West of Salt Lake. Taken on my first trip, this was a nice distraction from the flatness of the, er, flats.
Route 66 is known for being a x-country route made famous by Jack Kerouac. We took I-40 all the way to Cali, and as far as i could tell, I-40 used to be 66. So the essence of 66 didnt exist anymore, but there was a small section left alone in Arizona that takes you up into some mountains and way, way into the desert. If we had broken down, we would have been screwed. Anyway, this was the ONLY town on that route, literally in the middle of nowhere, a kind of tourist trap called Oatman.
this was in New Mexico, off the beaten path. A place used throughout history as an oasis. People would stop here, Pueblo Indians, Mexicans, etc, stop for a drink and leave their mark for all to read.
This was in New Mexico. Some random state park that we found in a US tour book. I remember the sun was just beginning to rise and we were in the shadow still. It was freezing!
Derek and I were in Oklahoma and trying to find something to visit. As we hit OK City, I remembered that this famous memorial was here. We randomly took an exit and asked for directions. A very somber and beautiful place. The chairs in the background represent each of the victims.
Taken after Larisa and I left the Wisconsin cabin on my 2nd trip. We went throught the Yupper, what the locals call the smaller portion of Michigan. This brigde connects the 2 parts of the state, famous for fudge around there.
outside of Nashville, you would never know that this rundown shack is one of the best breakfast places in the nation. Derek and I feasted here the morning after staying in Nashville. They have the best damn jam I have ever had and a plate of fresh homestyle biscuits come with every meal.
this is probably the most popular view of Crater Lake. Since it used to be a caldera, the hill in the middle is a dormant volcano.
Since I took nothing but black and whites on my 2nd trip, the pics I took in Yellowstone did not come out well, they all looked like small smoke clouds near the ground. This was the best one from Yellowstone, a picture of the enormous lake there (the lake is actually behind the tree, its a wierd effect)
seeing as how we went the Southern Route, we of course had to see the biggest tourist attraction known to mankind.
This was in Petrified Forest Park, which is just south of Painted Desert Park. All the things that look like rocks are actually huge chunks of ancient tress.
in Amarillo, TX. Armarillo is the helium capital of the world, producing something like 80% of the total supply. The guy who owns this business is apparently crazy. He decided to buy 10 vintage Caddies and buried them in the ground in a huge field, becoming a bit of a local siteseer spot.
This is campsite where Derek and I spent our last night before getting to San Francisco. It was a cool place, in California just over the border from Arizona. There was no one there, since it was the beginning of January and there were these huge shrub like bushes surrounding us.
