Desolate Dirt road I drove on the Colorado, Wyoming line. The road crosses the state line about 5 times, but only a sign saying leaving Moffat county, no state signs. I love any opportunity to cross a state or a international border on a dirt road. Wahoo!
Campfire spot where I played an informal show for a kickstarter supporter near Rifle, Colorado. Vincent had a natural ball talking with the other old Volks around the place.
My day-off spot high in the Colorado Rockies south of Telluride. Best I can figure it was at a bit over 10,000 feet altitude. Got a wicked hangover after some booze the night I arrived, I blame the severity on the altitude. But the buzz sure was good. Good to spend some quiet time. Only one other Jeep came by briefly. Mountains in background are 14,000 feet.