After driving my RV north from Temecula to Bishop in April, I traveled to Washington State (see Skagit Valley Tulip Festival posted May 7); after returning via Reno, went south to Las Vegas for another adventure. Leaving Harvey the RV behind, I took Tracker to Las Vegas to meet some photography friends in order to hone my photography skills. During first day of scouting around for the upcoming workshop, we traveled to the Valley of Fire which is northeast of Las Vegas, off the 15 interstate. After traveling through desert (dry, dusty, flat, no trees, etc), I spied some mountain goats, and we quickly stopped to take photos. There were at least four somewhat near the road feasting among the wildflowers. They soon took off up the mountain.
We traveled literally around the next bend, and into an enchanted valley. Every rock and mountain was red or orange depending on your eye. Now the name “Valley of Fire” made sense, plus it was REALLY hot.
The cabins pictured below were constructed when then park opened in the 30’s for use by visitors for overnight accommodations. I caught the bride and groom being photographed by their wedding photographer.