This is one of my favorites. We were on our way to Spokane, and saw the Rockies for the first time. Driving through the middle of them, we went from a dry brown day into a snow storm. I say storm, but it never really hit us. It just touched the tops of the mountains. It was massive and silent. We began listening to audiobooks of The Lord of the Rings to pass the long three day trip. My impressions of the story are now fused with seeing the rockies and vice versa.

I spent a lot of the time during the trip setting the metering on my little camera while driving with my elbows, nudging ocala out of sleep, handing her the camera and saying, "Get me a shot of that". Poor girl. : )