Solitary travelers will trade comfort for beauty and autonomy on the road.

Evidence

Towards sunset I came to a cabin where they “keep travelers,” but the woman looked so vinegar faced that I preferred to ride four miles farther, up a beautiful road winding along a sunny gulch filled with silver spruce, bluer and more silvery than any I have yet seen, and then crossed a divide, from which the view in all the ecstasy of sunset color was perfectly glorious. — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 199

Categorization

• CANDY: A vinegar-faced innkeeper sending a lone woman four more miles up a spruce-filled gulch is a memorably tart travel anecdote.