A couple of weeks ago I took a drive.  I took a drive from Denver, Colorado to Santa Fe, New Mexico.  I took a drive very similar to that Tom Petty song about Running down a Dream.

Wait, my whole life is about running down a dream.  The problem is that I don’t actually know what dream it is or where it exactly lies.  I guess you could say I’m simply running.  When I see the dream I’ll let you know.

Between now and then though I’ll just keep running and recording.  On this trip I tried something a little different.  I picked up a new video camera.  Now I travel painting, writing, and filming simultaneously.  It’s not the safest thing to do while driving but it was fun.

I did this trip, like I do many others, alone.  It was a long, long, long drive through very big country.  The landscapes were awe inspiring and sometimes frightening.  Especially when the gas meter was running really low.  That happened twice.

There were moments, when I wasn’t panicking about running out of gas, that I felt extremely fortunate to see what I saw.  You know that feeling that starts in your gut and slowly moves upward to your head to finally start screaming, “you are so lucky!” Know what I mean?  You don’t? Never mind.

My point wasn’t that one.  My point is that sometimes it feels really good to be out there, driving, discovering places that are untouched by humans.  Places created by the mighty hands of power greater than any one of us.  Places where the sun, colors and mountains blend to create an ever changing painting.  I saw that place.  I saw that painting.  It wasn’t mine before.  It is now.  It now occupies my 120 gigabytes of memory.

It was something that I think everyone should see at least once.  They are sights, views and scenery that everyone should own.  If you can’t do it now, if you don’t have the time to drive then click here and temporarily make my memories yours.