Go west young man, go west … said Horace Greeley. A picture pops into your mind … an image … a portrayal of what the west is. Tall mountains maybe. Vast sagebrush visages perhaps. Deep and dark fir forests conceivably. Huge areas of open land certainly.

Uncrowded.

Expansive.

Secluded.

… go west and grow up with the country, Horace said. Well said.