Nobody ever thinks of Nevada. Even if you do, you probably just think of Las Vegas, which is as far – both geographically and aesthetically – from the rest of this wide open state as it’s possible to get.
Nevada is dominated by basin and range topography: big open basins alternating with high mountain ranges, all marching north to south across the state. The drive from east to west on Highway 50 – nicknamed the Loneliest Highway in America – takes you up and over 7,000-foot mountain passes and then down onto wide open basins, over and over, all day long. It’s paradise on wheels.
Yesterday I stopped at Great Basin National Park – one of the last major parks in the West that I hadn’t yet hit – and found this treasure just north of the tiny town of Baker. At first I thought it was just a cool old car junked out in the sage, but as I walked closer, I saw something behind the wheel… These might be some of my new favorite photos, ever!
For more on road tripping across Nevada, check out my previous post the Extraterrestrial Highway!