This is the highlight of my trip to the Skeen family cabin. And it is every year. We hike not too far from the cabin to this random old hippie bus in the middle of the mountains. The cabin we stay at has no water or electricity. It really is in the middle of no where in the Rocky Mountains of Utah. We have to drive out miles and miles on dirt roads. How this random bus got out there, I will always wonder. It has remnants of a bed, a fridge, a sink, and other such things. Someone must have lived there at one point. I wonder what they were like. Crazy? Revolutionary? A hermit? A hippie? I really want to know the story behind bus number 14.