I don't know about you, but to me spires like this say WEST in capital letters. I picture the pioneers seeing them in the distance and knowing how far they'd come on their journey. Perhaps they were encouraged that they were well over halfway to their destination, but perhaps they considered the landscape desolate.
These spires are in Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area in south western Wyoming. If the 300 or so miles from Cheyenne seemed like a long trip on an interstate with 75 mph speed limits, what must it have been like for people traveling all the way from the East by covered wagon? I salute the pioneers!
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