Leaving Lake Havasu the desert continues. Las Vegas is a huge oasis in that desert.
That oasis is dazzling at night.
There is so much to do and see in Las Vegas..............there is no need for gambling.
The aliens miscalculated when they landed at Area 51. They would have been permanent residents if they had landed in Las Vegas. All those bright lights and excitement were what they were looking for. Walt and I are but lowly humans but Frosty and Ginger led us on a great 2 week tour of Las Vegas and the surrounding area.
Our first outing was to the Sonny Turner show at the Suncoast Casino. All the Platters hits that we knew all the words to and much more. At 78 years old his voice is still vibrant and his dance moves are timeless.
A small room that feels up close and personal. The female singer, Michelle Johnson, was amazing. What a range. All in all a very entertaining evening.
Valley Of Fire State Park
Our next outing was to Valley of Fire State Park.
Frosty graciously offered to drive us to the park and what a great day it was. Only about an hour from Las Vegas and we were in a different world.
Valley of Fire State Park is Nevada's oldest state park.
It gets it's name from the red Aztec Sandstone. It does appear to be on fire in the sun.
The park was established in 1935 and visitors are treated to spectacular scenery.
Absolutely breathtaking sights around every corner.
We had such a good time finding faces in the rock formations.
The valley floor was green with creosote bush, burro bush and brittle bush.
Geological uplifting, faulting, and erosion caused these almost alien like formations.
Love love those holes in the rocks.
Ginger and Frosty made the day such a fun time.
We climbed in caves but only after checking for snakes.
The day started out absolutely gorgeous.
The bright blue skies and warm sunshine continued but the wind picked up.
At first it was like the fine red grains of sand were doing a dance.
But it soon turned into a full blown assault.
That did not stop our exploring.
A turtle I see a turtle.
The spray of sand continued and our laughing and talking allowed the sand to accumulate in our hair, in our ears, down our clothes and even on our teeth.
We had packed a picnic lunch so were on the look out for a sheltered place to eat.
Walt climbed up and found a picnic table on the other side of these rocks but it was in the open.
Then we found some picnic tables nestled up against a cliff that offered some shelter and enjoyed our lunch still in some wind but tolerable.
These sandstone cabins were built by the Civilian Conservation Corp in the 1930's as shelter for passing travelers.
Our day was filled with caves and archways, peaks and crevices and a magnificent views. We even saw several big horn sheep.
A day spent with friends is a day well spent.