The theme of the stranger in a strange land runs through much of my writing.
As he drove on he let himself face the truth; that there was much more to understanding the place than driving back roads and fitting music to abrupt topography, and that he was too late. He longed to go on foot into the difficult terrain of the Absarokas, where there were still grizzlies and mountain lions, into the Beartooths, the Wind River and the Washakie ranges, into the Thoroughfare and the Yellowstone backcountry, but he was defeated by his ignorance of these most unforgiving, roadless wildernesses.
— Annie Proulx
“Men Crawling Out of Trees,”
short story in Bad Dirt: Wyoming Stories 2