Views from our camp in Death Valley. Copyright Bernadette Mae 2019.
Since Death valley is the lowest (and driest) place in North America it wasn’t surprising we had a 13 mile decline to get there from the highway. Into the valley and cross the desert we went, past huge sand dunes and halfway up a mountain on the other side to a free camping area. What a great place to watch the sunset over the mountains.
Into Death Valley. Copyright Bernadette Mae 2019.
In the morning we headed back down the mountain, past the dunes again, but turned before the 13 mile uphill climb and travelled through the park. Our friends told us to check out “artist pallet,” a small mountain range in the park not too far off our course. By the time we got to the visitors center is was already 101 degrees. I may have been able to paint in that heat, but Bucky probably wouldn’t of had fun just watching me paint. So off to our next tourist attraction - Las Vegas.
Sand dunes in Death Valley. Copyright Bernadette Mae 2019.
We came in through the north and pulled over to get some supplies and some 3g reception so i could download the Lake Mead Recreation Area motor vehicle use map to find a place to camp for the evening. Right before we took off towards the strip we saw two men running from the store. The first one tripped and dropped a arm full of stuff, Then the two started jumping around like kangaroos trying to intimidate each other. No fight broke out; the first ran off and the second picked up the merchandise and brought it back into the store. F that noise. One week in the woods and we were over the city.
We never planned to hang around Vegas anyway- we aren’t gamblers and it would have been way too overwhelming for Bucky to try to walk around. So we cruised down the strip in the bus for a drive by (photography) shooting. The lights and action on the strip were a far cry from the serenity of nature we have gotten so accustomed to. These (mostly out of focus) snapshots do a better job of describing how weird it felt then I could in words.
Disforia in Las Vegas. Copyright Bernadette Mae 2019.
As soon as we crossed over to Arizona we found a forest road off the highway to camp. It was a super small dirt road crawling up the mountains north of the highway. Sherman found a great place to set up camp and we watched the sunset. It was the first night so far we were able to see the stars - it was a full moon when we first left and it was overcast the majority of the way through Nevada. In the morning we were headed to the Grand Canyon.
Death Valley. Copyright Bernadette Mae 2019.