dottie & i scooted on up the 14 north through mojave till we hit hwy 395. i've wanted to roadtrip up this classic old highway forever.
a strip of grey that ribbons through one of the united state's deepest valleys – 14,000 foot peaks on either side.
this is THE WEST. scenic beyond compare. a real geologic masterpiece.
you can't help but be impressed with the bigness of it all. and the smallness. little outposts along the way with quaint motels, cafes, and friendly people.
we stopped for grub and weren't disappointed in what we found.
inspired by impressively vast & scenic landscape we took a lot of photos. there was so much to see.
we ended our sojourn in bridgeport then headed back south. next time i want to keep going up hwy 395 and explore carson city & lake tahoe. come back after may when all the mountain roads reopen for the summer. cross over the tioga pass into yosemite. ride a phantom stagecoach. poke around in the ghost town of bodie. do the complete june lake loop. california dreamin.
i'm working out a few ideas for projects involving these photos.
hope you're well and dreaming big dreams of your own. it's a big wild world.
there's so much to do. so much to see. so many hungers to satisfy.
i'll just be sitting here tonight in cool wintery los angeles. hunkered down in warm moss cottage. spinning straw into gold.