In the meantime, Jenni crosses a ridge in gusting winds. On two occasions, we both felt we might take-off. Fortunately, 'ground control' prevented us.
This is one of our favorite hikes in Nevada. During 6-7 outings, we've only come across one person on the peak where we ate brunch and spotted another in the distance on a secondary peak. The probable reason for this is that it's not a formal trail, not published. However, it's a good enough path to find a way to the peak, often coming across bighorn sheep along the way. It's rugged with a variation of climbs, loose gravel and stones but always fantastic views with a feeling of being in a special place. The pictures should vouch for our frequent comments that colors and shapes, including mountains, in these deserts are spectacular.
As she continues, the views are stunning...but that's our opinion.
They call these 'pour-overs'. The region has many of these forming part of the washes enabling water to flow over...(as if water needs assistance).
Should you make the 2,000 feet climb to the peak, other parts of Lake Mead come into view. One can see the effect of the wind on the water.
A calm day.
Love the formations and colors...and the gal's not too bad either. (Comment could prove to be an expensive mistake).
Lake Mead, a tiny section viewed from Hamblin Peak.
Lone rock.
The lake viewed over the lower ridge in front of us.
Limitless colorful and mountainous desert. Cheers,
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