“…remember the loving-kindness of the Lord and rehearse His deeds of grace.” — Alistair Begg

I keep a mental inventory of the best spots in our northern Nevada region to photograph a desert sunset because a good sunset view is, like many things, contingent upon being in the right place at the right time.  That fact lounged near the forefront of my mind the afternoon we drove to Kyle’s Hot Springs, only to find that someone had tampered with the pipes and the water in the “tubs”–deep round turquoise cattle troughs–was tepid.  Mildly disappointed, I gazed from our elevated post along 12 mostly empty miles toward Unionville.  Unionville was a hamlet, sheltered by the Humboldt Range from wind and all but a dusting of an evening sun’s setting rays.  From there I traced 400 west all the way out to Mill City and a place on the corner where Dusty supplied trailer space to dozens of miners.  Dusty was a business woman with a desert-bred edge who welcomed no nonsense.  Her spread consisted of a staples shop, an immaculate laundry and a bar the length of a supermarket cashier’s conveyor.

A couple of freeway exits south of Dusty’s were two locations with five-star sunset views, Antelope Plains and the foothills on the west side of Star Peak.  I wasn’t ready to head over that way yet, in spite of the fact that I had been stymied for years by the absence of a great sunset view on the Humboldt’s east side.   So, gaging that we had about three hours of daylight left, I suggested to my husband that we backtrack and explore upper Willow Creek Road. Continue reading →