|LasVegas Strip in the distance, on the right|
Dave had the binoculars and saw the planes clearly as they zoomed back and forth over downtown LasVegas and over the mountains. I had the camera and tried, most unsuccessfully, to catch the action.
|the white line heading towards the Stratosphere is the smoke from the F-16s|
|coming back over the mountains from Boulder City|
Ah well, we had a good time bumping around the rocky roads into the mountains and it was fun to see what we were able to see. They weren't there for our benefit, after all. I understand that we would have had better "seats" if we had stayed back in Boulder City, evidently they flew there also..
Another day we we took a graded dirt road (Black Joe Mine Road), off US 93 at mm 6. Pam and John had been there recently and told us about the flowers and solitude we'd find.
They were right. Not another soul around and plenty of flowers....look !
|a road of Lupine|
|one of my feather's flew out the window, Dave kindly looks for it|
|Easter Bunny? Peter Cottontail? Thumper? Mr. Bunny Rabbit? Benjamin Bunny? Honey Bunny?|
The only other things of importance (to me at least) that we (Dave) did this week was make some yummy tapioca pudding for desert and steal (liberate) a couple fragrant red roses. The Rose Robber lives!
Thus ends another exhilarating post.