Nevada, Las Vegas - Monday, November 3, 2014 - Lake Mead National Recreation Area

Weather was in the mid 60’s without a cloud in the sky.  We headed out mid-morning to go back to the Lake Mead National Recreation Area in the opposite direction from the Hoover Dam this time.

The speed limit in the park ranges from 35 mph to 50 mph.  We were cruising along at the speed limit most of the time, just enjoying the views.  Several times we were passed by cars just zooming by.  I wanted to yell “slow down and enjoy what’s around you!”.  I’m convinced that no matter how big your windshield is there is no way you can enjoy these views better than on a motorcycle.  You can see unobstructed 180 degrees and up to the sky.  You can feel the heat of the sunshine and the coolness of the shadows.  You can breathe the fresh air and sometimes feel the sand sting your face.

Our first stop was the Callville Bay Area.

 

 

There are lots of houseboats on this part of the lake.

From the outside it looks like a very nice hotel and restaurant here also.  Right now it is the slow season so not much was happening.

 

 

 

We drove on to the Echo Bay Area before turning back.

 

 

A couple of views of the Muddy Mountains.

 

 

This area is called Redstone.  You can see the Black Mountains in the background.  As we drove along today both of us noticed that the mountains were constantly changing, some would be silver and pastels, some would be gray and rolling, some would be black, others would be sharply pointed and others would be brick red.  The views we saw going out were totally different as we came back and the sun was going down.

 

 

More Redstone.

This is the Gale Hills area.

In the past few weeks we have seen so many of the wonders of God’s creations, they just leave us in awe--the Painted Desert, the Petrified Forest, the Grand Canyon and these beautiful views along Lake Mead.  And I can’t forget the amazing lightning storm we witnessed across the prairie in Kansas with son David.

We are leaving here tomorrow to head to Mesa, AZ for the winter.  We’ll be workamping there in food service so Greg trimmed his beard to get ready for work.  Over the past year it has probably grown to about seven inches long, he didn’t think the food service people would appreciate that.