Guess the spot: Utah Edition

How do they get up there to maintain the towers? Helicopter?
I would imagine so. It was a little over two miles hiking distance from the nearest road.

None of the guesses so far are close. Another hint from the summit register on the peak should narrow down the area a bit.

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Oh, Artemus, that's close enough. This is Mount Terrill (with the Mount Terrill guard station to the west), but the peak in the background of the original image is Hilgard Mountain. I have some fond memories of the area. When I was 14 years old, I went deer hunting with a friend of my father's who worked at Hunter Power Plant. My dad worked at UPS, driving a semi along the night run between Price and Grand Junction. One Friday evening during the hunt my dad dropped me off at Hunter with his friend, and we then proceeded to Elk Camp (shown on the topo map southeast of Hilgard) along South Last Chance Creek. I was using a borrowed .223 rifle, but never did get a deer.

That was my very first introduction to cross-country foot travel, and it scared the s#!t out of me. I was dropped off at the head of a drainage with a couple of other guys, and we were supposed to walk downstream and flush deer out to the older (lazy) guys waiting for us below. I just knew I'd get lost in the thick pines and never be seen again.

Turns out I made it out okay. :D

Go for it, Art!
 
Oh, Artemus, that's close enough. This is Mount Terrill (with the Mount Terrill guard station to the west), but the peak in the background of the original image is Hilgard Mountain. I have some fond memories of the area. When I was 14 years old, I went deer hunting with a friend of my father's who worked at Hunter Power Plant. My dad worked at UPS, driving a semi along the night run between Price and Grand Junction. One Friday evening during the hunt my dad dropped me off at Hunter with his friend, and we then proceeded to Elk Camp (shown on the topo map southeast of Hilgard) along South Last Chance Creek. I was using a borrowed .223 rifle, but never did get a deer.

That was my very first introduction to cross-country foot travel, and it scared the s#!t out of me. I was dropped off at the head of a drainage with a couple of other guys, and we were supposed to walk downstream and flush deer out to the older (lazy) guys waiting for us below. I just knew I'd get lost in the thick pines and never be seen again.

Turns out I made it out okay. :D

Go for it, Art!
Thanks for the story. Much different than my childhood I'll tell you, I was busy learning how to navigate the gangs and slums of an inner city Cleveland (and not Cleveland, Utah) at the same age. Look, we ended up at pretty much the same place and interests in our lives! :)

I remembered you exploring this area again this year and was mostly taking a stab in the dark in my guess. I intend to spend some more time there too, soon. I will post up a new SPOT soon.
 
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A seasonally appropriate submission to the contest.... It may seem obscure but it isn't. The view along one of the most beautiful roads in our country. I recognize and remember this spot every time I drive it :)

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