After heavy snowfall in Denver I set off on the 287 mile drive South and West across Colorado to Lake City. It was a beautiful day, and luckily once I crossed the front range, the roads were clear and dry.
The journey is a series of passages between mountains, and across plateaux surrounded by mountains. Each time I passed between mountains I felt the excitement of another wide open space about to be revealed.
Along the route you find small towns, typically containing somewhere to buy fuel, somewhere to eat and a little more. Coming from the UK where the buildings seem embedded into the landscape by age, and urban areas cover a much greater percentage then here, these western towns appear to float above the landscape, sitting lightly, as if a strong gust of wind might blow them away.