Trackless snow and clouded skies produce a specific, fearful solitude.

Evidence

After leaving them I rode twelve miles, but it was “bad traveling,” from the balling of the snow and the difficulty of finding the track. There was a fearful loneliness about it. The track was untrodden, and I saw neither man nor beast. The sky became densely clouded, and the outlook was awful. The great Divide of the Arkansas was in front, looming vaguely through a heavy snow cloud, and snow began to fall, not in powder, but in heavy flakes. — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 164

Categorization

  • FICTION: A ready-made image for a story of a lone traveler reading an approaching storm as the landscape’s mood; the Divide looming vaguely is pure atmosphere.
  • XREF: connects to: Isolation in deep winter both stunts inner life and blocks it from being told — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 232; Solitude in dark mountain chasms produces an eerie craving for human company. — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 219; Isolation makes benign mountains swell into impassable psychological barriers — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 227 (+6 more)

Broader Connections