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47.33: Golden Canyon, Death Valley, California, along the boundary with Nevada: A truly remarkable place.

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In summer, this region is reputed to be the hottest place on the planet. We cannot attest to this personally for outside of winter, it's unlikely you'll find us in the Valley. During winter, as the pictures hopefully attest to (and those still to be published), the situation is vastly different...and very attractive.  Delightful position and view. We found a new position along the ridge, knife-edge in places. To all those good people who responded to our previous blog and expressed concern for injuries sustained, we want to express our gratitude to both of you, especially Mom.  Obviously, one should always be honest, for integrity after all, is a vital aspect of society. Of course, this is fully supported by the political class who continue to take the lead by example. Nevertheless, I was not forthcoming about our experiences at Gold Strike Canyon and the boulder hopping and rope climbing we supposedly undertook. It seemed so exciting and impressive that I got car...

47.34 Nevada: Beatty...free climbing to Sawtooth near the ghost town of Rhyolite...real spooky.

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We decided not to enter Death Valley Park one Friday and rather spend time free climbing the mountains surrounding the ghost town of Rhyolite, just outside the town of Beatty. It sure was spooky but that had nothing to do with ghosts. While we might have had white faces at times, in a manner of speaking, it was from the treacherous path we took to the top. That I 'follow' Jenni on these wild goose chases attests to my lack of good judgment but also, level of trust. Nevertheless, the sights were terrific, the color of the rocks superb and our climbing skills were nicely toned. The odd prayer or two must have helped, too.  Not surprising, we did not meet a soul on the mountain, perhaps a ghost or two but then again, how do you tell. Once again, the experiences we undertake make us feel most fortunate especially when returning to the trailhead unhurt. What a world!  Lean on me but I prick hands, too. Always steeper than it looks. Not all that glitters is gold. ...