The target: Turtlehead Peak.
After seven hikes, we returned to a park that is quite special, Red Rock Canyon preserve. One of the reasons for a revisit is that we are trying to remain aligned with less harsh weather. Two issues raised ugly heads: Predicted rain and the continuing winds for one part and wash-away of roads and bridges in Death Valley, the other. It gave us good reason to return to this delightful park and undertake the only hike rated as strenuous. It is a 'shortish' but superb experience, climbing 2,200 feet over 5-miles return with most of the elevation gain over the latter 1.5 miles (or less), outward bound. Add in the threat of rain and high, cold winds and it made for a tough few hours. In fact, we were fortunate that the wind was blowing towards the mountain face. Whenever both feet left the ground, during springs and jumps, one could feel the body being blown to the side. The chance of 'flying' off the mountain became a reality.
Having raised the negatives or challenges, it was a great experience again and we loved every moment but for a couple of blustering bursts of wind as we ate a late breakfast at the peak. Funnily enough, it was the first time that I suggested to the editor we should consider carrying a gas-cooker with us so we could have tea at the top. Two problems surfaced: it would be impossible to maintain a flame in such winds and she refuses to carry the equipment and water. I suppose we'll have to stay with whiskey.
A viewer will have the opportunity to see vivid colors and some incredible shapes and rock forms. Las Vegas, at distance and preferably from a mountaintop, is an impressive sight. One is spared the sound of the slots and the cigarette smoke, at the top of this mountain and we suppose other summits, too. We also were able to identify other mountains in the region we have hiked, from our position at the peak. We never thought we'd admit how much we like Nevada until we looked beyond the 'strip'—another state filled with harsh beauty. It reminds us that we each perceive something different from what we sense and experience. It does make the world a more interesting and enjoyable place.
One of many remarkable views from the peak.
Jen reaches summit in blustery conditions. Worth every gust of wind and more.
A view of Las Vegas from the top with Lake Mead and the French Mountain in the background. (See end for different perspective).
The struggle up and down a rough trail in cold weather with strong winds.
We did a little 'paint by numbers' with some red pastels when we were bored.
The final approach to the peak from the rear.
Taking a peek over the peak.
An unhindered view across the way.
The views are fabulous wherever one looks. Getting close to ground level again.
The editor forgot to bring him back down with her. He may look like a dummy but is actually frozen.
Absorbing the views each minute as the sun and clouds create shadows.
Jen returns to the commencement point looking fresh and vigorous. The intermittent sun lights the 'Turtle'.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
The Frenchman Mountain at daybreak from the other side, on Red Mountain, Boulder City.
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