Speaking of 89s, one of the most memorable scenic moments of my life came as I was heading east from Glacier National Park. �The road was winding through valleys as I left the park area and it suddenly spat me out onto the Great Plains with no warning. �I recall seeing mountains still rising up to my right and left and nothing but huge expanse of plain ahead. �Epic transition and something of a shock when you don't expect it.
Stephen

--- On Mon, 8/27/12, Karl Wolz <wolzphoto@Q.COM> wrote:

From: Karl Wolz <wolzphoto@Q.COM>
Subject: Re: Interstates are boring
To: vanagon@GERRY.VANAGON.COM
Date: Monday, August 27, 2012, 5:35 PM

Jeff and all,

If you're on 89A anyway, take it all the way into Prescott; don't neglect stopping in Jerome, a near ghost town turned Hippie commune, turned respectable artist's community. 

Karl Wolz
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