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Seen from the driver’s seat

The pass that closes in October, the old highway still running beside the interstate, a night in a very small space — the West as you meet it on the road, and what it takes to travel it well.

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A woman in her forties with a short silver-blonde bob and fair skin, slim, in a cream cable-knit sweater under an olive quilted vest, slim charcoal hiking trousers and leather boots
On the Road

A Day Camped Beside a Mountain Lake

A day beside a mountain lake in the American West, from frost on the tent to coals after dark.
A woman in her thirties with long straight jet-black hair under a tan suede baseball cap, in a fitted white tee, faded straight jeans, a gold chain and dark tortoiseshell sunglasses
On the Road

The Sunglasses on the Dashboard

In the high desert of the Great Basin, a scratched and taped pair of sunglasses is the difference between open road and a windshield full of glare.
A woman in her thirties with a sandy-blonde braid under a cream felt cowboy hat, in a crisp dusty-rose pearl-snap western shirt, slim jeans, polished tooled boots and a turquoise necklace
On the Road

The Herd Takes the Road

Two riders, a pair of dogs and a band of cattle take the pavement, and the traffic on a two-lane road stops for the oldest reason there is.
Low-angle shot of a woman in her forties with a short platinum crop and sunglasses, in a tonal tan utility jumpsuit, holding a lug wrench beside a dusty SUV on a gravel desert shoulder
On the Road

Changing a Flat on a Gravel Shoulder

Somewhere in the West, on a gravel shoulder, the spare tire is low on air and the work follows a strict order.
A woman in her thirties with a windswept brown ponytail and small silver earrings, in a bright rust shell jacket, slim black hiking pants and trail boots
On the Road

Pitching a Tent in a Hard Wind

The order of work in a hard wind: find the lee, stake the upwind side first, lay a rock on every stake before the wind gets under the fly.
A woman in her forties with tousled sun-streaked brown hair, in a cream cable-knit fisherman sweater, olive cargo trousers rolled at the ankle and a fine gold chain, standing on a gravel county bridge above a clear mountain creek at sunset
On the Road

The Last Light on the Creek

The truck pulls off at an unmarked bridge, and the day's driving gives way to cold water and the last light.
A sun-tanned woman in her twenties with long blonde waves and a cowboy hat, in a white tee and denim cutoffs, sitting sideways on a pickup tailgate at a desert pull-off peeling an orange
On the Road

The Cooler in the Truck Bed

The cooler takes ice at every stop, lets the meltwater run at the roadside, and by day six carries one orange and the last slab of ice.
A woman in her thirties with sleek shoulder-length chestnut hair and gold hoop earrings, in a camel suede jacket over a cream tee, slim jeans and tan boots, a rust silk scarf at her neck and tortoiseshell sunglasses pushed up on her head
On the Road

The Brown Wall Comes Across the Flats

A dust storm rolls over a western highway, and the crossing is blind until the road runs out into a clean, hard sky.
A woman in her thirties with a glossy black bob and red lips, in a cream western snap shirt and tall boots, standing on a lonely desert road under a huge empty sky
On the Road

The Last Gas Before the Long Empty

At the edge of the Great Basin, one station stands in the wind, and the sign on its wall says what a full tank is for.
A woman in her thirties with long glossy chestnut hair, in a long white puffer coat and knit beanie, standing beside a black pickup on a snowy mountain pass
On the Road

Snow on a Mountain Pass in May

The warning sign at the bottom, the chains behind the seat, the plow coming down, and the decision at the top.
A woman in her thirties with copper hair in a low loose bun and freckles, in a tan suede jacket over a white tee, straight-leg dark jeans and brown leather boots, aviator sunglasses on her head
On the Road

The Best Part of a Road Trip Is the Drive Home

The return leg is where a trip across the West settles into memory — and where the holiday slips away.
A woman in her thirties with a sleek low bun and silver hoops, in a crisp white linen shirt with sleeves rolled, olive hiking shorts, trail sandals and round sunglasses
On the Road

Following the River Down

From a cold spring in the willows to the wide water of the basin: a day following the river downstream.
A woman in her thirties with a sleek dark ponytail, in a tan canvas jacket and work gloves, pulling a strap tight over a tarp on a loaded pickup bed in a driveway at night under the porch light
On the Road

The Load Goes In the Night Before

Before a long trip across the West, the loading is done in the dark of the driveway, and the strap is what the whole run depends on.
A woman in her thirties with a dark brown shag haircut under a black wool flat-brim hat, in a cropped black leather jacket over a white tee, dark jeans, black western boots and stacked silver rings
On the Road

Eyes at the Edge of the Road

Out past the last town light, the two-lane crosses open range, and the dark keeps a record of everything that passes through it.
A woman in her thirties with dark-brown shoulder-length hair and fair skin, slim, in a fitted olive rain jacket over a cream merino sweater, black leggings and brown leather hiking boots
On the Road

Rain Found the Seam

Rain came into the tent at two in the morning, and by first light everything was wet — then came the packing of a drowned camp into a dry cab.
A woman in her forties with a tousled honey-brown bob and tortoiseshell sunglasses pushed into her hair, in a cognac suede jacket over a white tee, straight jeans and western boots
On the Road

The Bag That Stays in the Cab

At the end of the day's driving, a two-story motel on the edge of a desert town offers a bed, thin walls, and the sound of the highway.
A woman in her forties with sun-streaked brown hair under a tan flat-brim felt hat, in a crisp white linen shirt with rolled sleeves, faded straight jeans and a turquoise cuff bracelet, aviator sunglasses in her hand
On the Road

The Long Light of the Great Basin

A day's drive across the Great Basin, from the cold of early morning to the evening light at a crossroads motel.
A woman in her twenties with a platinum bob and dark sunglasses, in an oversized chocolate puffer jacket
On the Road

The Lot Never Goes Dark

A traveler sleeps in his truck at a rest area in the Great Basin, where the lights never go out and the coffee tastes like the machine at dawn.
A woman in her forties with a silver bob, in a cream sherpa fleece jacket over a chunky oatmeal sweater and a turquoise pendant
On the Road

The Cold at Sundown

A clear October night in the high desert — the cold that arrives with the dark, and a satellite crossing an empty sky.
A woman in her late thirties with short tousled ash brown hair, in a sage green fleece pullover under an unzipped black down puffer jacket, slim grey hiking trousers, leather boots and small silver hoops
On the Road

Making Camp Before Dark

At a dispersed site in the mountains, the work of stopping before the sun goes down.
A plus-size woman in her thirties with long strawberry-blonde hair, wrapped in a forest-green wool blanket over a cream knit dress
On the Road

The Blanket Behind the Truck Seat

One green wool blanket spent the years behind the truck seat, serving for cold nights, picnics, a dog, and a flat tire knelt on in the gravel.
A woman in her fifties with silver hair and a turquoise necklace, in a rust western shirt, pouring coffee behind a worn wooden counter with the desert in the window
On the Road

What the Junction Store Keeps

At a junction with nothing around it, one woman's counter holds the coffee, the jerky, and every traveler who comes through the basin.
A woman in her twenties with sun-streaked hair under a wide straw hat and tortoiseshell sunglasses, in a cherry-red smocked sundress
On the Road

The Juice on the Steering Wheel

In the heat of July, the valley's cherry orchards send their fruit to the highway shoulder, and the road remembers those who stop.
A woman in her forties with a glossy black bob and aviator sunglasses, in a brown leather jacket, a white tee, straight blue jeans and tall tan western boots
On the Road

The Two-Lane Arrives

The interstate saves hours; the two-lane spends them on country. They are two answers to one question.