Valley of Fire

After we got out of Lake Mead we drove up to the Valley of Fire. You can't see it from the highway, but after the 30 minute ride to the entrance it was well worth the trip. This is Nevada's oldest state park. The name is derived from the jagged walls and jutting rocks that appear to be on fire when reflecting the sun's rays. Extensive erosion, winds and shifting of red sandstone and sand dunes over 150 million years ago created the present landscape. Some of the rocks formations have names based on their shapes.

What a spectacular place, as you can see from these pictures, and this is just a few of shots I took.

The dogs enjoyed exploring the park. Liam especially liked climbing around and through the rocks.