The far western edge of Nebraska would at first appear to be like the rest of the state—flat, flat, flat.
It is hard to realize that as you drive west through Nebraska you are actually moving up in elevation onto the edge of the high plains of the midwest. Near the highest point in Nebraska I ran into this house. Rather lonely as it sits out on the plains and feeling like no one has been living in this house for years. I cannot imagine living out in this desolate tree-less plain. Plenty of bugs to keep you company but that is about it. Across the road was an old oil rig and tanks. It has been a long time since this equipment was up and running. All quiet on the western edge of Nebraska.