Valley of Fire Day after rain
We were drawn in the minute we entered the park. The air so clean and crisp from the prior days rain left traces of rain drop impressions throughout the sand, while the intense red hue of the endless landscape of red rocks was even more present after the days rain. The rocks displayed their own unique character created by years and years of wind and rain that carved out their distinct craters that gave each one their own profound beauty.
A family of desert big horn sheep in search of a light brunch caught our eyes as they made their way towards the base of the mountain, we had climbed to access a better view of the beauty surrounding us. Ascending three flights of stairs we accessed the 2500-year-old petroglyphs created by the Basket Maker cutter, followed later by the early Pueblo and Paiutes. It was amazing to lay our eyes on something so ancient and profound.
We stopped for a light lunch at picturesque area draped with the beauty of the red rocks around us. As we proceeded to drive, we ended up down a secluded dirt road which gave us the feeling as though we were the only ones within the park. The souring red rocks hugged us from every side while the sun began to set over the west of us. We gathered our breath and took it all in as the sun slowly disappeared. We will forever remember the beauty and serenity that this place brought us.
