Pie, and nothing else, in Wyoming
A forty-mile detour for a slice of rhubarb pie. The coffee was $2. The second cup made leaving considerably harder.
40 miles · 1 counter stool · $6 pie
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Two-lane roads. Coffee by the cup. A few notes from the American West, taken whenever I finally stop driving.
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Highway 1 before the fog
Seventy miles of salt air, a lighthouse before breakfast, and a turn inland when the fog finally caught up.
70 miles · 4 stops · $3 coffee
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Where the pavement ends
Eleven miles of gravel, a cold lake, and mountains still wearing last winter. The odometer did very little. I approved.
11 gravel miles · 2 stops · coffee from a flask
Route 163 at golden hour
A straight line between red rocks. Forty-five miles, two long stops, and a fuel receipt that proved more useful than my plan.
45 miles · 2 stops · $2.50 coffee
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A night in the high desert
A tired motel, an enthusiastic ice machine, and dinner across the road. I booked one night and stayed for the quiet.
180 miles · $58 room · coffee included, technically