I lived in Utah for 6 years and loved driving through the empty parts of Utah and Colorado. Even Nevada sort of a little bit. I found it a far more stark, imposing, beautiful emptiness. Like “I could literally die if I broke down here…that’s so cool.” I remember one time driving out from SLC to Dinosaur, CO for the dispensary, and that stretch was just stunning. At one point, I had two dust devils spinning off to my right, and a rainstorm way off to my left over these lush, Shire-esque rolling green hills. I miss the west already.
I lived in Utah for 6 years and loved driving through the empty parts of Utah and Colorado. Even Nevada sort of a little bit. I found it a far more stark, imposing, beautiful emptiness. Like “I could literally die if I broke down here…that’s so cool.” I remember one time driving out from SLC to Dinosaur, CO for the dispensary, and that stretch was just stunning. At one point, I had two dust devils spinning off to my right, and a rainstorm way off to my left over these lush, Shire-esque rolling green hills. I miss the west already.