Of dirt roads & the art of getting lost

A journey through the extraordinary landscapes of the American west

Hidden People, Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah

“We travel, some of us forever” — Anais Nin

Vegas. We started here. The contrast made it even more sacred. As we start driving into nothingness, it made me think of the self as an insignificant part of the story. Is this just an illusion. Or is reality illusionary?

The road was opening a new world under the stars. Different than the one I know of. Into the mountains and the rivers. Into the mind.

It brought me closer to nature. It brought me closer to me.

Somewhere, Arizona

Southern Rim, Grand Canyon, Arizona

There was nowhere to go but everywhere — Jack Kerouac

Lower Antelope Canyon, Arizona

Upper Antelope Canyon, Arizona

Monument Valley, Arizona

Endless roads, open skies, nothing to hide. Travel forward.

The Mittens — Monument Valley, Arizona

The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.

— Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild

The Horseman, Monument Valley, Arizona

Sunrise at Lake Powell, Arizona

Under the stars, Lake Powell, Arizona

Valley of the Gods, Utah

Lost, Utah

Sunrise at Delicate Arch, Arches National Park, Utah

The Windows, Arches National Park, Utah

Devils Garden, Arches National Park, Utah

Navajo Trail, Bryce National Park, Utah

Zion National Park, Utah

Angels Landing, Zion National Park, Utah

The further within myself I go, the farther out to the world I can reach.

— Chaiwat Thirapantu

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