Walking through the canyon when we halt for a flash of light. Turned out to be more than a flash. The poring of molten gold might be taking place in Nevada just as it did in earlier centuries.
This view of The Frenchman (Sunrise Mountain) depicts both the attractive coloring, the height and possible views. It's a great hike but Miss Jenni might tell you otherwise about the very rough footing. Nevertheless, she never misses an opportunity. In the foreground is the inimitable Lava Butte, a partial tease.
Ah! Finally, she turned around and is heading in the correct direction. "You're welcome, Jen."
The coloring stuns us or maybe it's the strenuous hikes. Mount Charleston is impressive with snow-covering...but the foreground is special.
Lava Butte joins Charleston, Frenchman, right rear, in showing us what they have.
In a class of its own, Lava Butte.
We are always amazed by the power, reach and beauty of nature…and much more of which we know nothing about, have yet to see, and never will. One facet of it that’s startling is the power and destructive nature it wields. That it can destroy itself is frightening; that it is able to rebuild itself is miraculous.
Jen asked to have her name in 'lights'...I went one better. As anyone who knows her will testify, she's most extroverted. Hmm!
"Is Lava Butte real?" One may ask. "As real as Jenni, I would say."
A scene far from 'civilization', a position to seat oneself and contemplate...and throw in brunch, too.
Cheers,
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