The drive from Midland to Greeley is long and ugly. We are forced to entertain ourselves by over- caffeinating, listening to lots of Modest Mouse and Jonny Lang, and smoking these watermelon cigars (if you can call them that).
The high point is the wind turbines, which I am really fascinated by. Quade took this photo
while driving. I was holding the wheel while talking to Simmy on the phone. I told her about it and I think she was slightly disturbed.
You can imagine after 8 hours of this we were quite bored and curious about the blowing plume of smoke in the distance.
And when we got near enough to see that it was a fire, there was nothing to do -sick as it sounds- but drive as close as we could and try to get a photo.
In our defense, the house appeared to be vacant, there were no ambulances, and no one appeared to be distraught about the pyrotechnic demonstration ...