Day 11: Driving through the Sandhills

I love Nebraska. Really. I know it's weird. When I mention that Nebraska is my favorite state people look at me like I'm crazy. But that's because all they see is the flat stuff on Route 80 as they go speeding through the state. When you head north things change. When you go north on Route 83 things become really interesting.

The Sandhills are a part of Nebraska that used to be covered by a large ocean. What remains is the sand and the dunes. There's a peacefulness that exists there that I just can't describe. It's all cattle ranches and wild landscapes. The photos don't do it justice.

After leaving the sandhills we drove to Valentine, Nebraska and spent the night. On the way we encountered this old abandoned house that appeared to have a newish roof. Since my new photographic obsession is old abandoned houses, we had to stop.