This photo is probably twenty years “in the making”, as they say. I first heard about this bus – at the time, I didn’t know if it was a bus, a van, or a truck – many years ago. A friend told me its story: In the late 1960s, around the time I was born, my friend was a young boy working at his uncle’s concession stand aside a rural North Dakota lake. He saw some hippies driving around the other side of the lake in a bus they’d converted into a rudimentary camper. The bus stalled, and they tinkered with it for quite some time before abandoning it forever.

The bus has since occupied that field, not very far from Bismarck-Mandan, for over half a decade. I knew I had to investigate. My friend has since purchased a significant portion of the land surrounding that lake, so he told me how to hike out to the area on his private land.

I don’t actually even remember why I was here – oh yeah, I was chasing some pretty incredible photo spots I will post in the future, then I got caught in a monster storm along Highway 3, and then I spotted this as I meandered home after the storm. All in all, a good afternoon.

I love trucks. I love rainbows. Who says we can’t have both?