I don’t know whether it’s genuinely eerie or if it’s Stephen Spielberg’s classic movie “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” but there is something strange about the the Devil’s Tower. It sits alone in a flat landscape and when I went there I only had prairie dogs for company.
Out of all the road trips I’ve been on my favourite photo is approaching the Grand Tetons in a convertible Mustang. It was an amazing road trip and a perfect day
The hills are alive
It’s one word, magnificent
Close Encounters of the Third Kind