Journey through the land of the ancients – Part Three

The so called Loneliest Road in America
The so called Loneliest Road in America

My mind and my soul are filled with images of the last two days as we explored Nevada and Utah. There are few words to express the sense of deep appreciation that brought me to tears more than once.

The brilliance of the morning sun made the snow a pure white
The brilliance of the morning sun made the snow a pure white
The roads we took these last two days have woven through the Great Basin. It is a vast area rimmed with snowed-covered mountains, many worn to rounded rims by time.

FEBRUARY 14 CARLIN NEVADA TO SELINA UTAH

There were few signs of humans except a cattle ranch or two
There were few signs of humans except a cattle ranch or two
We journeyed for miles, rarely seeing a car or a cow. The ranches out here are made for the hardy and those who love solitude.

They must enjoy driving for the closest grocery stores are hours away. Maybe they shop on Amazon!

The hillsides held tracks of wild creatures
The hillsides held tracks of wild creatures
For miles the only tracks we saw were of rabbits, cougar and maybe elk or antelope.

The sun rose in the frozen world
The sun rose in the frozen world
The sun rose as we drove. It was a day of being fully alive.

The sky and the land seemed to dance together in perfect union.
The sky and the land seemed to dance together in perfect union.
I found myself silent as the sky and the earth changed before me.

A cloud would build and crest a mountain.
A cloud would build and crest a mountain.

The climate changed as we drove, ancient rock formations framed by snow covered ranges.
The climate changed as we drove, ancient rock formations framed by snow covered ranges.
On we rolled down the road as the climate changed. In south-facing areas the snow had melted, revealing craggy rock formations from eons ago.

Grasses pushed up through the snow.
Grasses pushed up through the snow.
The signs of fall and the promises of spring could be seen in the golden and green grasses pushing up through the snow.

Road after road we journeyed until sunset
Road after road we journeyed until sunset
We drove on Valentine’s Day until dusk, glad of our time together. Ray and I talked of how fortunate we were to be retired TOGETHER and to both love traveling without a plan.

Love for us is not a diamond ring but the diamonds created by the sun on a field of snow. It is creating memories and singing to songs while rolling down the road.

We were tired when we arrived at Salina Utah. We were tired AND content.

FEBRUARY 15 SALINA TO MOAB
There are no words to really express what we saw as we left Selina and drove to Moab. Instead of words I want to simply share photo images and a short video so you can see what we saw.

Everywhere we looked there was color and the signs of time.
Everywhere we looked there was color and the signs of time.
Mile after mile the vista was filled with the geological stories of time.
Mile after mile the vista was filled with the geological stories of time.
We saw abandoned homes,distant dreams of people who have gone on.
We saw abandoned homes,distant dreams of people who have gone on.
Ray and I stopped to explore on a back road.
Ray and I stopped to explore on a back road.

I have many more videos and photos to share but we are off to explore the area once more.

This video did not come out high pixel but it gives you an idea of what we saw yesterday. We often play music as we travel and sing along. You can sing along too as you watch it and join us in this wild place.

TO BE CONTINUED

Traveling the Roads of the ancients -Part One
Traveling the road of the Ancients -Part Two

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