There are some amazing vistas to be seen along the twists and turns of the interstate through Eastern Oregon, but it’s hard to notice them as they flash by. As luck would have it, I managed to snap a usable reference photo out the window (from the passenger’s seat!) at 75 miles an hour.

What I liked about this view was the curve and its meander through the creek beds at the base of these hills. It was in early September, and the relentless summer sun had bleached most of the color to subtle hues of sages and browns—except along the tiny river and its associative influence of greening the river edges. The rail bed and powerlines helped to give scale to this vast view.