escape to the Sonoran desert
Leaving Las Vegas the next day just as quickly as we could, our next stop was Flagstaff, Arizona. It was the longest and more tedious of the drives on this trip since our real destination was on the far side of the state. But we did find some clicks even so.
We did take the time to stop to explore Willow Beach at Lake Mead National Recreation Area in Arizona. We were lucky to encounter this Desert Mountain Bighorn Sheep (an endangered species.)
I spotted some color along the road even zooming along at 70 mph and we were lucky to find a spot to pull over. Looks like at least some of the cacti were in bloom.
The final shot for the day was this tiny globe mallow. It’s a great time to visit the desert after some rain to bring out the flowers.
Night poured over the desert. It came suddenly, in purple. In the clear air, the stars drilled down out of the sky, reminding any thoughtful watcher that it is in the deserts and high places that religions are generated. When men see nothing but bottomless infinity over their heads they have always had a driving and desperate urge to find someone to put in the way.
― Terry Pratchett,