Here’s part of the road (I-25) from Colorado to Santa Fe, New Mexico.
This is a photo from the drive from Santa Fe, New Mexico north to Colorado, taking the back roads (Route 285) rather than the expressway. I took this photo in March, 2015.
I’ve watched so many British tv shows, I have a hard time driving on the right side of the road.
I don’t take too many photos of traffic intersections, but this is a favorite view of Boulder, Colorado and the Rocky Mountains. In this image I am on South Boulder Road, with the city of Boulder directly ahead.
One summer morning back when I lived in Talkeetna, Alaska, I had to leave my little cabin at 5am to be at the Toyota dealer in Anchorage by 7am so they could try to figure out why my RAV4 kept filling up with water every time it rained. Since it was summer, the sunlight at 5am was pretty much the same as it was at noon, which was always cool.
About twenty seconds after driving down the main road out of town — actually there’s only one road in and out of town, so it’s hardly worth referring to it as the “main road” — I came across a woman in a white dress walking on the lane divider stripes in the middle of the road, in the same direction I was driving.
I was reminded of that morning when I heard the song Chevy Van by Sammy Johns just now.
On the drive back from Vegas this weekend, the road got icy in the mountains near Vail, so I decided I better pull off and stay at a hotel, or sleep in the car if necessary. I wasn’t happy about it. Even though it was after 2am, I was jacked up on Mountain Dew, and just wanted to finish the last ninety miles to get home.
I got off the interstate at the next exit. The roads were nasty slick, and I slid around the dark collection of motels and gas stations until I saw a skanky motel whose “Vacancy” sign was lit. My car couldn’t make it up the motel’s hilly entrance, so I parked in an open flat area below, grabbed a bag, and walked five minutes in the freezing precipitation to get to the motel entrance, finding footing anywhere I could.
Keep right ... if you can. Deep snow on the drive to Seward, Alaska, March, 2010.
From this story on adn.com, “An 85-mile connection to Tuktoyaktuk (Tuk) under construction will soon allow ordinary drivers to reach the Arctic Ocean for the first time ... when finished in late 2017, the road to Tuk will be accessible from the Dempster Highway, which begins in the Yukon Territory near Alaska and heads northeast across the Arctic Circle. Driving to Tuk from the United States will be an epic road trip. Starting where I live in Chicago, Tuk will be just over 3,700 miles away.”
What did the porcupine cross the road? I have no idea, but this photo is from the Anchorage Daily News Twitter feed: http://kbhr.co/3
This is a simulated oil painting I created from a photo I took in Alaska. I don't remember the exact location, but it's on the road to Talkeetna, probably between Willow and Talkeetna.