We stayed in Beatty, Nevada, at the Atomic Inn. The overnight low was 25. The cool temp may have encouraged the wild burros to spend more time in town.
We paid the entrance fee at Hell's Gate and took pictures of two iconic landmarks: Corkscrew Peak and the Death Valley Buttes.
Day 1 opened as predicted. We started hiking towards Red Wall Canyon. The desert floor here can be really rocky. The best path is to follow the blue line on the topo map that marks the wash. The footing is a little better here. Navigation is simple. Aim for the light colored splotch against a darker gray background. It is dead center in the picture and can be seen from Scotty's Castle Road.
We got maybe a mile in when it started getting cloudy. Then, we saw a rain dump in the Cottonwood Mountains behind us. Hiking into a narrow canyon with rain in the area is not wise. Playing it safe, we bailed on the hike.
So the day would not be a total loss, we decided to check out the pupfish. There were surprisingly few. Maybe it was a bit early in their season. Finally, a small school appeared.
Salt Creek at dusk.
Moon over Salt Creek.
NOAA said that the front came in early. The rain chance for Day 2 was cut to 20%. The morning dawned partly sunny with thin, high clouds. We went back to Red Wall and reached the canyon this time. By the time we entered the canyon mouth, it was totally overcast and the temperature was dropping noticeably. Worried that it could be raining up in the Grapevines where we couldn't see, we cut our exploring short. What we did see showed a magical place.
On the morning of Day 3, the winds had really picked up. The 25 mph forecast was going to be reached. We are not fans of hiking in strong winds: dust and grit blows in your eyes, you can't keep a hat on, you can't hold still for pictures, and good luck unfolding a map. We checked out a day early and went to Vegas for our flight home. The weather did make for some interesting landscapes.
Mt. Charleston looked like the Himalayas.
