The first 300km.
I struggle with telling the wonder of driving this road. It isn’t captured in one picture. It isn’t captured in 5…but here they are anyway.
Although the signs slowly disappeared, there was still plenty of arrow signs to let you know what direction the road went. There were plenty of chances to see the road rising off in the distance. The road was generally smooth and fun. It was common to see hydro lines…especially in the first part.
In some ways the road wasn’t spectacular. It hinted at glory all around though. Quick views through the trees, short vistas as I crested a hill, fleeting experiences of lakes and rivers. Yet, with every kilometer, the views became longer, the vistas wider, the lakes bigger. Just writing this makes me want to drive it again!