The back roads of Indiana on a hot, humid afternoon.
This was crossing central Wyoming last summer. I was stopped along this route by a guy who looked like a mountain man, driving a dusty old FJ, and I'm sure a six-gun on his hip. He was looking for gas for a flatty further up the road, and hearing that I didn't have a gas can, he then sighed, and said that he was then headed to town which was a good hour away. I noted to my wife to bring a gas can for old 4x4s that obviously don't have working gas gages. (haha)
Valley of the Gods, Utah, after rain had fallen for the previous two days. The sandy red clay was sticky, but my MT/Rs slung it well. It was a beautiful area and I think about it often!
This was on Drummong Island in the Michigan UP... which I about needed a boat in places. And serioulsy, there are a lot of roads that go nowhere and the maps are often useless. In once case, I was driving down a trail that I thought looked familure on my way to find civiliation (or at least a fairy back to the mainland). My wife insisted that we had not driven it, when after driven down what looked like a canel through a marsh where my tires were spinning through it I said, "I think you're right!" My Lord, the trail was getting even worse, so I had to do a 10 point turn to get the Jeep turned around, and powered back down the canel.
The canels were like this.
And this! Drummond Island is a must visit when close to the UP!