Yesterday I spent the day in Big Piney, also known as, “The Ice Box of the Nation,” to do some reporting.

This is the real sign that greets you when you enter Big Piney. It was taken in August, when it was much less icy.
Instead of pausing for lunch, I decided to go for a long drive around the nearby open spaces. After an interview with a local park ranger, I was craving it.
So I put my big, green beastly 1998 Ford Expedition into four wheel drive, and I hit the road.
I love when I’m the only one on a road. It happens more often than you’d think.
I just drove around until I hit one of these and then turned around. I blasted some quality John Denver, too.
Some of the roads were a little scary to drive on, but my car never wavered, so I kept on keeping on. That car rocks… now that the heat works.
And it’s all worth it when I see a view like this.
Oh, and did I mention that it was so warm in the “icebox of the nation” that I was driving with the windows down. 30 degrees is something to celebrate!






Nice post, and great pictures.
It looks like you might have stumbled into heaven.
Good photos–looks like quite an adventure.