If you don’t mind heading off across the desert on unmarked dirt trails, miles from civilization, you’re bound to find a quiet spot.

I wanted a quiet place to spend the night.  I was in the Utah desert and when I checked the maps, I wasn’t near any campgrounds or for that matter, any civilization.  The land around me appeared to be BLM (Bureau of Land Management land) and I saw a dusty set of tracks heading off toward the horizon.  Hey, it didn’t look like it had rained for days so I wasn’t worried about sinking in mud.  I figured that as long as I was careful and watched for rocks or holes I would be OK.

This is what I found.

It took a bit of exploring but I even found some color.

The closest civilization was Green River, a long forgotten town about 40 miles away.  The next day I cruised through the heart of town and checked it out.  Even with the abandoned buildings on Main Street (and there were quite a few), it was clean.  The community even had flower boxes on the corners of the intersections.  It was a bit like stepping a few decades back in time.

I enjoyed seeing the quiet little town and even took a detour on my way back north to visit it again.