“This feels like a different planet.” I say.
“Nope, same planet, just without water.” Jacob responds.
What appears to be inhospitable to humans is actually a nifty home for many creatures. This is the place where pronghorn antelope, wild horses, and deer play. It’s so hot out, I’d think they would tire easily. But they seem to do fine. Ant hills in the desert are amazing, how many generations worked to construct those piles of dirt and sand?
It’s hard mentally to stay upbeat on a long stretch of dirt desert road. But we are just about 14 miles from Rawlins, and almost to the end of the Basin.