On the road in Wyoming

Working on the last post I remembered that I had another shot of a group of horses that I wanted to share on LATW. Taking the scenic route home from Jackson to Cache Valley via Diamondville last fall ended up taking many more hours than expected. With a lot ground to cover, dramatic sky, fall color and a photographer driving it was anything but quick. After a few stops you just have to stop stopping or it will be midnight before you are home.

Fall color near Bondurant, Wyoming.

Fall color near Bondurant, Wyoming.

Horses south on Bondurant, Wyoming

Horses south of Bondurant, Wyoming

The Flat Top, north of La Barge, Wyoming.

The Flat Top, north of La Barge, Wyoming.


14 thoughts on “On the road in Wyoming

  1. “..you just have to stop stopping..” I funny phrase by that I understand the breathtaking beauty of the landscapes =). I like the first picture for the wilderness but the third for me is the best one: good light, good colors and good composition for this beautiful picture.

  2. Amazing! Really love these photos. I’m an international student studying in a university in OH, and my biggest hope is to travel around the US and see all the beautiful scenery myself. I’ve never been to Wyoming but these photos are so impressive that I really want to take a look at those mountains some day!
    My favorite is the third picture. It shows the different colors of the mountain…looks so mysterious!

  3. So beautiful. I miss that land, used to take vacations there. My favorite activity was just parking the truck at some remote ranch or forest road and walking it for a few miles to drink in the sage and the silence.

  4. Oh my gosh these are beautiful!! Do you sell prints? My boyfriend went to Wyoming last year and completely fell in love. These would be a perfect anniversary present!

    • I am planning on having an option for purchasing prints in the next month or so. When it is ready I will announce on the blog. Stay tuned…

  5. In the first picture, I imagine a cow elk and her calf snugly bedded deep in the “quakies” (quaking aspen).

    In the second, I imagine the horses parting and walking away at the sight of a bridle.

    In the third, the cottonwood tree stands alone in a stream cut beneath the rolling sage–it is a survivor of beavers and lightening storms, clutching drenched ground until at last a mishap ends its tenure.

    In the meantime it provides shade to a sleeping coyote, or a perch and nest site to a red-tailed hawk.

    There is a depth to Wyoming that doesn’t reveal itself immediately, but only with experience. Go back again when you can–your talent does it justice.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s