A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.





Monday, May 29, 2017

Because It's There


One day I thought I would climb a nearby rocky hill.
Almost there.

Starting the climb.

I made it.
One out of focus photo as proof.

The view back towards camp.  
You can just barely see the Little House on the Highway in the upper right portion.
I didn't know there was a trail down there.  I used it on the return.

The only living thing on top, plus a few flies.

Looking down into the basin on the other side.

The only graffiti on the rocks, amazingly.
If it is 77 years old is it still graffiti?  I don't think so. 


4 comments:

John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

It's difficult to judge the scale of these places till I spotted the Little House on the Highway lurking in the distance. It's certainly a desolate place, but an oddly attractive one.

s.c said...

Desolate.

biebkriebels said...

Beans made a pretty picture of you! Had to enlarge the photo to find the Little House, Quite a distance in a remote area.

Shammickite said...

I assume Beans decided to stay at home this time, or did you leave her in charge of the camera? Stunning landscape.