August 15th:
The longest day yet - 840 miles (1,400 kilometers).
Miles to date on this trip - 4,266 miles (7000 kilometers)
I left my sister's house in Colorado very early, so I did not see the sunrise until I got to the Utah border, and by that time I was so tired that I crawled into the back of my car and went to sleep.
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Utah/Colorado border at sunrise |
Though it was a very long day on the road, it was also a spectacular day, for Utah is so beautiful. It was one of the most beautiful driving days that I can remember.
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Southern Utah |
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cows |
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hay bales |
August 16th: Red Rock Mountains (just west of Las Vegas)
I decided to do a little detour to the south this year and visit my family in Las Vegas. I still have a lot of family living there. Besides my parents, I have an uncle, two aunts, cousins and their kids living in Las Vegas. I woke up early and headed to Red Rock Mountains for the sunrise.
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Red Rock Mountains at sunrise |
I always loved the desert, but I don't think I really appreciated how much I love the desert and how beautiful Red Rock Mountains are until I left Las Vegas and traveled the world.
I was sitting at Red Rock, just looking out at the view, and then I realized that a calm had come over me. There is something about the desert that does this to me - it is almost genetic, it is in my blood, something whispering to me, "home."
At this time of morning it was very pleasant out. But even the heat of Las Vegas - it was 108 degrees (43 degrees c.) when I arrived yesterday in Las Vegas at 6 pm - feels like home. It is not that I would ever want to live here again, but I can not deny the comfort and beauty of the place where I was born.