We left Cedar Breaks National Monument to drive to Las Vegas, NV where we were to catch a plane the following day. On the way, one last stop completed our tour of Red Rock Country.
The Valley of Fire is 58 miles northeast of Las Vegas, and yet we had never heard of it until we began planning our itinerary a couple of months ago. It is Nevada’s oldest park, where sandstone, limestone, and petrified wood compete for attention with their colors and unusual shapes. It was too hot that day, and we were behind schedule (see flat tire), otherwise we would have spent much more time there.
The following photos will tell you why it is called Valley of Fire.
This is Atlatl Rock. The stairs are for people to climb up and view the petroglyphs painted by the Anasazi people on the east face of the rock, but there are also petroglyphs around the base of the rock.
It wasn’t all red and fiery. There was green, white, and pink too. Like this barrel cactus below.
The one below is one of the beehives near the entrance to the park.
This concludes our posts on Red Rock Country. We hope you enjoyed the photos, and that you will be motivated to go there some day to see it with your own eyes.