After a delicious Thanksgiving meal with new friends at the RV park, I left early and drove into Las Vegas to visit the Mormon temple there. It was the night of the full moon and I had planned to photograph the temple with sunset in the background and with the full moon rising in the other direction. My plans were thwarted by a blah sunset and finding the temple was close to some mountains that blocked the view of the moon. Oh well, here are some shots of the temple in the strong light of the setting sun. Like all the others I've seen, this is truly a beautiful building with outstanding landscaping. I would love to go inside, but their temples are for members only.
Driving back to Lake Mead, I did get some good views of the full moon as it rose over the lake and mountains.
For the next couple days, I did nothing but watch football on TV and some light housecleaning. By Sunday, I was ready to move about, so decided to re-visit Boulder City. I started with Hemenway Park, which is located next to some low mountains where bighorn sheep live. For some reason, the sheep like to come down to the park and present themselves to gawking tourists. (The reason is lush grass they can graze, and they've learned the people are harmless.) When I arrived, there were 35-40 sheep on the grounds, mostly just lying on the grass. The crowd of people was pretty small, but soon increased to about the same number as sheep. I could only fit a small number of sheep into the frame.
A small bird (Say's Phoebe) flew from sheep to sheep, perching on horns, backs and rumps of almost every sheep there. The sheep never seemed to notice the little guy. Some of the sheep had tracking collars, and some had the points removed from their horns.
I decided to visit some of the neighborhoods, starting with the one near the park. This is a newer development that backs up to the mountains. In some cases, the homes are built right into the mountainside. Very nice homes are being built here, all custom and most with a great view of Lake Mead. Some have a desert landscape with a variety of cacti, others are more like Florida or California with palm trees, bouganvillea, oleander, etc.
In this one, the fourth level is a terrace covering the entire footprint, a real party palace.
More established neighborhoods had lots of colorful trees, not what you would expect in the desert.
In the historic area, homes were more modest, although you could clearly see which were for supervisors and which were for workers when originally built during the Hoover Dam construction.
The town has quite a few parks, one with metal sculptures and one with a mosaic mural that shows the unique flavor of Boulder City: Lake Mead and the bighorn sheep. Despite its desert location, I believe Boulder City would be a very nice place to live.
My favorite park is Veteran's Memorial, which has two large ponds. One attracts water fowl, the other seems to be mainly for fishing. Most of the ducks were the same as seen in other places, but I do want to share a couple photos.
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My favorite restaurant in Boulder City.
Driving back to Lake Mead, I did get some good views of the full moon as it rose over the lake and mountains.
For the next couple days, I did nothing but watch football on TV and some light housecleaning. By Sunday, I was ready to move about, so decided to re-visit Boulder City. I started with Hemenway Park, which is located next to some low mountains where bighorn sheep live. For some reason, the sheep like to come down to the park and present themselves to gawking tourists. (The reason is lush grass they can graze, and they've learned the people are harmless.) When I arrived, there were 35-40 sheep on the grounds, mostly just lying on the grass. The crowd of people was pretty small, but soon increased to about the same number as sheep. I could only fit a small number of sheep into the frame.
A small bird (Say's Phoebe) flew from sheep to sheep, perching on horns, backs and rumps of almost every sheep there. The sheep never seemed to notice the little guy. Some of the sheep had tracking collars, and some had the points removed from their horns.
I decided to visit some of the neighborhoods, starting with the one near the park. This is a newer development that backs up to the mountains. In some cases, the homes are built right into the mountainside. Very nice homes are being built here, all custom and most with a great view of Lake Mead. Some have a desert landscape with a variety of cacti, others are more like Florida or California with palm trees, bouganvillea, oleander, etc.
In this one, the fourth level is a terrace covering the entire footprint, a real party palace.
More established neighborhoods had lots of colorful trees, not what you would expect in the desert.
In the historic area, homes were more modest, although you could clearly see which were for supervisors and which were for workers when originally built during the Hoover Dam construction.
The town has quite a few parks, one with metal sculptures and one with a mosaic mural that shows the unique flavor of Boulder City: Lake Mead and the bighorn sheep. Despite its desert location, I believe Boulder City would be a very nice place to live.
My favorite park is Veteran's Memorial, which has two large ponds. One attracts water fowl, the other seems to be mainly for fishing. Most of the ducks were the same as seen in other places, but I do want to share a couple photos.
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