The nearby Lake Mead National Recreation Area opened this week, so a friend and I — housebound for too long — made the drive. We had learned from the newspaper that the only people with access to the area would be folks with a pre-paid entry pass, or, in our case, a Golden Age Passport.
When we arrived at the entrance to the Lake Mead National Recreation Area, two cars were in front of us and the drivers were taking a long time talking with the guard there. We couldn’t hear the conversation, but gestures and the actions of the cars led us to believe they did not have passes and were asked to turn around. (Currently passes are available only on line.) My friend flashed a Golden Age card and the appropriate ID and breezed through.
Many of us in Las Vegas have been to the Lake Mead National Recreation Area in the past, so what we saw was nothing new except….after a long quarantine, the place, if one likes desert landscapes, looked almost breathtakingly beautiful and we couldn’t help but take photos. We vowed to come back, but because the heat got to us when we left the car for more than 15 minutes to look around, next time we promised to start out earlier. Below are a few of my photos from the outing: