Mile 55, Under Construction for Forever, Washington State.
Going to Kelly’s wedding. Backseat of Uncle Jim & Aunt Clare’s car.
The constant danger of this stretch of the drive necessitates that you keep your wits about you rather than enjoying the beauty. Four lanes become two, rocks rain down from the hills, tight lanes, a body of water on one side, unexpected curves, never-ending construction, and everyone is so aggressive.
I sometimes think that being surrounded by mountains incites mass claustrophobia and everyone is racing to get to the open plains where you can see a far horizon.