Mohave Desert, Red Rock Canyon and Las Vegas

Honestly, I always thought it was pronounced Mohaby.  I found out that it is spelled with a V at our first stop, the Red Rock Canyon visitor center. I know, it seems like we stop at a visitor center in every place we go. Compared to some of the other visitor centers this one was decent. Outside there were exhibits about different parts of the desert.  They were about water, earth, fire, and air, and how the ecosystem is affected by them.  The only down side was that the staff wasn’t all that friendly. We asked one guy with impressively exuberant eyebrows whether there was a wifi network. He responded, and I quote, “No, you are in nature, no wifi! Deal with it!” (Honestly I don’t know how many people play wii, but those eyebrows were not from this earth. They were perfect rectangles with half inch long curls on the end.) That evening my dad and I climbed a little mountain to check out possible climbing spots for the next day.

The next day, as was to be expected, we went climbing.

 

There was a slab we had found the previous day, about 30 feet tall with a crack running down the side. We set up an anchor at the top and climbed it. It wasn’t easy. There wasn’t a straight line up the wall so I had to go way to the side. The problem with top roping is that if I went too far to one side and fell I would pendulum and hit the other wall. Luckily that didn’t happen, but my shoulders still hurt from climbing.

My dad was very careful belaying me

After that we went in to Las Vegas, (yes, again) and stayed in a hotel, (yes, again). That evening we watched the election, and my dad and I got ice cream. I was really surprised with the results of the election. Admittedly most of my political knowledge comes from Saturday Night Live. In their spoof of the third debate, one of the questions is, “Mr. Trump it has become very clear that you’re probably going to lose?” he responded “Correct.”  The next morning I worked on school work, (yes, again).