A DESERT FAERY TALE, Page 1 of 5
I drove east on Interstae 15 out of Las Vegas until the Valley of Fire turnoff.
I started toward Valley of Fire as intended, but where the paved road turned I went straight onto a dirt road I
had never been on before.
After a few miles of dust and ups and downs and twists, I parked by several other
cars facing a small canyon with a little concrete dam. I followed what appeared to be a trail over the little dam,
dry on both sides. I hiked through several successive narrow canyons, one with copious prehistoric Native American
petroglyphs, and up onto a little plateau overlooking a broad expanse of eroded red and yellow sandstones.
I saw no one, but given the many possibilities I had had for turns up canyon-sides,
or up or down side canyons, that was really no surprise.
Looking down into the expanse of eroded landscape, of a sudden I saw a strange canyon
that, on one side, looked as if a line of huge elephant-like creatures was standing side by side, as if feeding
in a trough.
I felt a strange excitement within and the urge to go down and see these beasts
up close. As I came closer, the air lightened and colors brightened all around me. Even close-in, the appearance
remained that of large elephantine creatures standing in a line.
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