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From the field: 60-mph scenery
by Matt Beaudin, Guide to Colorado

The landscape here is so impossibly beautiful one feels lucky to even drive through it. 

I have always loved driving across Colorado. I never cared about getting from A to B, but what I do care about is watching the land catch fire just before sunset or finding a creek to put my feet into. Finding a new rocky double-track to bounce up for a moment so I can park and the dog and I can stretch our legs.

I’m fond of sleeping in the car in random places. Love stopping in the worst-looking gas stations just to have a chat. Tell me there’s something better than the alchemic evening light, a sea of sagebrush with mountains big as ships rising above and a hot cup of coffee and I will call you a liar. I will. That’s potential, right there. Maps are a bonus. Point somewhere, go there. It’s a wonder. It really is.

Just a few weeks ago, my girlfriend and I were driving from my mom and pop’s house in Steamboat home to Telluride. The afternoon was lazy, begging for a nap. We struck out toward the old ranching community of Craig, Colo. And just before we got there, the old insulators on the power line tracing the highway had caught fire. Electric green. Burning jewels, beset in towering thunderheads pressing into the pastures beneath them.

And I will tell you, and it’s really very strange saying this, that it was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen, those insulators burning in the sun, on the electric wires.

Half an hour later, even the old power plant looked spectacular, rising proud from the scruff of the earth. It was one of those days when everything looked better than you’d imagined it. When you felt lucky to be a driver and a passenger, just passing through time and space awash in light thick as syrup. Lucky us.