Road down into the wash.
Lost Canyon. Or so it seems.
Country lane, complete with ruts.
A river runs through it. The train is OK, it goes overhead on its own bridge. I watched one truck drive through spinning his wheels mightily to make it through. There was also a dirt biker driving around, but I wasn't here when he went through.
View from the other direction. Confluence of train trestle, road and wash.
Oak Spring Canyon Road. There's a tree in the road that I was mightily anticipating photoing, but a vehicle was parked in front with the driver just sitting there, and I didn't get my shots.
