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| Pretty typical fine food dining stop |
This isn't exactly the route the bus took, even if Greyhound published this as the map. In fact this would be much more sensible, because from Sacramento the route goes south to San Francisco and then back north to where I was going. But generally, this is pretty much how it went.
Salt Lake City was an introduction to its homeless, the many, many homeless, wandering the streets at about 2 in the morning. There were so many that at first, I thought some event must have just ended, leaving behind the scatterings of slow moving folk who just didn't want the night to end. Instead, I'm sure for those who, for whatever reason, live with no home roof, the night, at times,must seem to never end.
But it's a beautiful morning and it was, for the most part, a beautiful trip. I totally know I'd never have driven the Turtle those hundreds of miles with very few gas stations or camping spots or even pull over spots. Plus, I got to really look around, one of the few drawbacks of driving solo.
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| First sunrise of the trip. |
Let the overladen with sights seen post begin. Caveat: these photos are taken from a bus. Through windows and sometimes through people. After a bit of trying to edit out the things I wasn't taking a photo of (people, reflections, etc.) I thought, what the hell am I doing? It was a bus trip! This is what went on. Let it be that. So...I am.
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By the time I got the camera where I wanted it, this very cool barn
had jumped behind an ugly metal building |
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| This just looked so tranquil. I hope it is. |
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| Rockies up ahead! |
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| Somewhere near the bus station in Colorado |
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| Prettiest building around this part of Denver. Hope they save it. |
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| Now in Wyoming! |
I'm pretty sure I haven't spent much time, if any time, in Wyoming. What an amazing surprise it was in terms of geography. It was interesting how the young guys traveling with me considered it very desolate country, whereas I was totally enthralled. And then they go into it as well. 'Look! Get a shot of that!' I was grinning a lot.
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The hanging thing is a mobile the mother hung up for her three month old baby.
I think it entertained us lots more than the crying baby. |
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| This started the 'Why wasn't I a geologist!' phase. Again |
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I was muttering, was that what I thought it was when little boy a couple of seats
in front of me laughed and said to his Mom, Oh Mom! That's fake!
Thanks, kid. |
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This place was tucked up differently than it looks.
It was much more on the river than it looka! |
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| There were a LOT of snow capped mountains |
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| There would be miles of nothing and then a homestead |
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| Or something like this |
Then it started getting really interesting.
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| Nature has been busy carving this for a long time |
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| Whaaaa? Who carved these?? |
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| Closer looks, still seem man carved |
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| The one near the middle looked like a lady to me, side view |
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| The only road up I saw for about a hundred miles or more |
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Everything would be all 'smooth' hills and then bloop!
There would be some rocky outcropping...convoluted rocky outcroppings. |
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| Someone left the cake out in the rain... |
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| Half mountain on the rocks, please |
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| In the drab landscape this looked like a circus train |
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Where did THOSE mountains come from?
In fact, where the hell are we? |
After a lot of discussion and pulling up a map (none of our cell phones worked but one kid had a map from earlier) of our route, we decided we were looking at Utah. Or Colorado. Or...someplace with snowy mountains.
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| We decided this was some sort of station watching everyone and listening too. |
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| Nature's corner |
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| Striated history |
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I muttered 'I must be hallucinating from lack of sleep'.
The guy next to me said, no, that's real.
My son had told me to keep my eyes open for sculptures out there and there they were!
Crazy. |
Every once in a while the structures above (not the sculptures) would just be there. I wondered out loud what they were for and the woman in front of me told me they were oil wells, without the derricks. I'd not seen that before. Is it a Wyoming thing? I don't know.
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| I took this because of the round protrusion. |
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| The truck is for perspective, but it doesn't really work. The truck was about three miles away from us. |
Looking near or far, Wyoming was consistent in its inconsistency. I liked it very much.
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| Really blurry but this farm...! |
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| I finally figured out these were snow fences, not some crazy art project |
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| Yes, trains are cool |
We really only skimmed the southern edge of Wyoming, according to the map. I don't think I'd drive that way again but to explore some more of that state? I'd think hard before saying no.
